catmartan
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CATEGORY
life
The beginning and end
in between is time:
Some are:
pushed for it...
racing against it...
letting it pass by...
pressed for it...
wasting it...
trying to beat it...
trying to keep up...
looking back on it...
trying to kill it...
looking forward to it...
trying to borrow it...
trying to wait on it...
Some are choosing to use it wisely
Time is now.
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COMMENTS
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The Immortal Wize says: All about time, this is a great poem. |
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JustOneStoryTeller says: Nice! There truly is a season for all things |
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