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Saturday, May 24, 2008
memories in the sands
Time...
something that will never stop...
the sands of time will never wait...
not even slow down...
not for anyone...
not for me...

man has always tried to play with time...
be it stop,
slow down or
go back in time...

how many have tried?
how many have failed?
Each and every one who has tried,
failed.

Man can never stop time.
never.

footprints that we leave in the sands
will always carry our memories...

looking back at these footprints,
may just be the thing to do now...

the forces of time has definitely changed us...
but the question now is,
for better or for worse?

~ { Saturday, May 24, 2008 }
reflections of you and me;