Lost Time is never found again. — Benjamin Franklin, Poor Richard's Almanack
Lost Time is never found again. — Benjamin Franklin, Poor Richard's Almanack
Lost Time is never found again. — Benjamin Franklin, Poor Richard's Almanack
Lost Time is never found again. — Benjamin Franklin, Poor Richard's Almanack
Lost Time is never found again. — Benjamin Franklin, Poor Richard's Almanack
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Lost Time is never found again.

— Benjamin Franklin, Poor Richard's Almanack
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