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vkatt0304

vkatt0304

Sterling Heights, United States

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more.

-Lord Byron

  • Age: 28
  • Joined: August 2010

Journal

T.I.M.E.

Time has passed by so rapidly and I still cannot believe it is June! The flowers I planted back in April are beginning to bud and bloom. Time never waits for us, does he? He just creeps up behind us and before we know it, we are pushed forth with no idea how we got there. Time is our friend but also a trickster. He is our friend when we have “all the Time in the world”. He is a trickster be…
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