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Where does time go?
My eldest son is 24 today. I have no idea where times goes. We always seem to be busy doing something and it would be nice - like the poem says - to stop and stand and stare. I dont think any of us do this in our busy lives. We are having a big holiday this year and I have decided I am going to do my best to stop and stare from time to time and not rush around like a mad hatter seeing everything.
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