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Tuesday 28th February 2012.

It is time to sift the sands of time, to dream amongst the impossible, to dwell along the day of the twenty ninth..the prolonged death of February is an irk in skinflints.Not even my old friend King Canute..would have come across such a day to extend the most bitter of months....in the sand caught in his sandals as the tide licked him in the ice cube of Centuries and perhaps whispered in his ear...so goeth.... 

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