<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=583428" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Who Knows Where Time Goes</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Time is something we don't understand,<br> It's gone with a hello and a shake of the hand.<br> Never enough time for those you hold dear<br> But always, time for sadness and tears.<br> Time, you can't se it at all<br> For it passes so quickly --- while you lean on a wall.<br> Who knows where time goes/<br> No time for the dreams you have for yourself<br> Nor time for reading all the books the shelf.<br> Not enough time to go drifting along<br> For one has to work eight hours long.<br> Who knows where time goes?<br> No time to laugh --- and just be alone,<br> No time at all for friend or foe.<br> Time is running out --- people all say,<br> Who knows where time goes --- each and every day!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dorothy+Fern+Fowler">Dorothy Fern Fowler</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=583428" data-title="Who Knows Where Time Goes de Dorothy Fern Fowler" data-description="Time is something we don't understand, It's gone with a hello and a shake of the hand. Never enough time for those you hold dear But always, time for sadness and tears. Time, you can't se it at all For it passes so quickly --- while you lean ..."></div> </div> </div>

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