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Hourglass
Sand Slips
From top
To bottom
Of the glass
At work
You beg
For it
To pass
In love
You plead
For it
To last
Lost control
It still
Goes too
Fast
Slippery
As slime
That's time
Wednesday 18th September 2019 11:36 am
Awoke
The Alarm was ringing
It was time to wake up
Had to face it
I was truely stuck
But I wasn't even still in my bed
The trouble was
I'd been caught in my head
The life I was living
Was like a hazy dream
And I kept on wondering
What did it mean?
Tuesday 13th August 2019 2:15 pm
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