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blackberry in hand, chatting away
his muffled voice a cloud of sincerity among the money hungry employees eating a quick lunch, he looks the part, his dearly departed mother always said, but with her millions inherited so recently time steals money, too much of either is like hanging on a cliff and never knowing when to let go, if you fall, all the cash in the world cannot put a smile onto another dead face… letting go [2009.7.3…a] The deformed saying is "time is money." It has become "time steals money". Written in under ten minutes, according to Red Writing Hood  's exercise. No editing is present here in this draft. Edited versions will be posted later at the end of this same item.❄❄❄❄❄ This afternoon's revision: blackberry in hand, chatting away his muffled voice a cloud of sincerity among the money hungry golden boys eating a quick lunch, he looks the part, his dearly departed mother always said, but with her millions inherited so recently time steals money, too much of either is like hanging from a cliff and trying never to let go, falling, an oasis of dollars cannot put a smile on another dead face… letting go [2009.7.3…a]
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