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Time has a strange way of passing.
One day it slides by swiftly, and there is no hunger.
Others it trickles by like cold molasses, and the hunger drips from my every molecule.
And yet, I am still not thin.
One day it slides by swiftly, and there is no hunger.
Others it trickles by like cold molasses, and the hunger drips from my every molecule.
And yet, I am still not thin.