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Wednesday, July 21, 2010

sands of time-poem

sands of time, chasing me
walking through wet sand, swallowing me

whole

dust myself off, must keep moving
even if there's no where left to go

sands of time, running on empty
faith tested, unrelentless

sands of time, chasing me
way of knowing I'm alive, but not free

feet are hot, body is tired

refuse to let sands of time take on me

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