Time spun, wound, lost.
Unknown, of what all.
Perhaps the world, that rushes on by.
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The online home to Greg Alson and somewhat 'ok' works as put by one of his pals but that is another story.
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- Greg Alson
- The past, I say, is better left alone.
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