Poetry

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Why do time always feel so near,and yet it cant be grasped,though it's everywhere and places can be left behind,time is always on my mind,some people travel to distant shores,and others are locked behind closed doors,locked up in places time never
races,it drags along by moments gone,though it cant be the same for everyone,an hour waiting in a
queue,waiting for an interview,it seemed to drag on
no minutes flew,and distant places are always there
the clocking hands are always near,time and places are never gone,although places change,but time
stays on,all hours lost when i'm asleep,we cant know then,or ever when,until we wake up once again,
the clock can show to us once again,that time cant sleep,all it need do is keep,until GOD SAYS STOP,
then forever sleep. Joe.

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