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Wednesday, January 28, 2015

42

42

Season and reason pass away
Like feathers dancing in the wind
All time should hold a steady pace
Not join a race into the sun
The breakneck speed, intense, bucolic
As hearts and minds collide undone
The passing tide is rising fast
And waves approach full with intent
Then with a blow havoc rent
No life has truly ended
Time will soon make three from two
Creating love from hearts unbent


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