Time works its ways. The island in The river in your hometown erodes. Jim Crow is no more and Germany Is one. Liver spots and wrinkles Colonize your skin. Japanese vets Apologize for Pearl Harbor. Today Clock hands release white doves at Hiroshima flying on ticking wings.

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