Life's rhythm, is timeless,
as time we must do,
Every trail, we travel,
each day brings anew,
Every bridge, we must cross,
brings us closer, to time,
but time, we have lost,
while days, we than find,
We all take for granted,
that we will live on,
but we're just a grain ..... waiting,
to be taken beyond,
We watch days, turn time,
as time, turns to years,
the ones, we once loved,
once traveled these fears,
Time, has an ending,
it's no longer, a slave,
when their taken above,
past these, twilighten'ed days,
sweet thoughts remind us,
of things, we must do,
until, time is ended,
with all ..... passing through!
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Valerie_Pearson
... [
2002-08-14 06:35:12]
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