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Monday, August 15, 2011

Intent gaze on this hourglass, the grains of sand, they slip away,
Vivid pictures and distant sounds that were never meant to stay.
And I look behind, I'm standing now, where I'd never meant to be,
I look behind, to my surprise, I see traces of my dreams.
I look behind, it's a world apart, albeit too familiar to not know,
I think that things are changing, that I have come to grow.
The path I'm on, is strange to me, where will it guide me to?
How far is it leading me? From us? From me & you?
Every time I look behind, I lose a little time,
Every time I lose my time, I fall a little behind.
I will walk on, I may look back and wish we weren't apart,
As for me, I will but always miss you - with all my soul & heart.

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