Time is the mother of truth. — Khalid Masood
Time is the mother of truth. — Khalid Masood
Time is the mother of truth. — Khalid Masood
Time is the mother of truth. — Khalid Masood
Time is the mother of truth. — Khalid Masood
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Time is the mother of truth.

— Khalid Masood
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