A Letter to Time

I am so enamored with the concept of time. I actually wrote it a letter a few years ago, and I think of it now. I hope we can all appreciate a special relationship with Time this year.

I am so enamored with the concept of time. I actually wrote it a letter a few years ago, and I think of it now. I hope we can all appreciate a special relationship with Time this year.

With best wishes for a happy and prosperous New Year, I offer you this writing . . .

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