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Winged time glides on insensibly, and deceive us and there is nothing more fleeting than years.

Ovid

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Ovid
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Publius Ovidius Naso
P. Ovidius Naso
Winged
Deceive
Deceiving
Fleeting
Nothing
Years
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Glides
Insensibly

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