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Time Passages
 


THERE, in spite of our procrastination,
IS not a precious moment to be wasted,
NO chance to tarry, venting of frustration,
STANDING, relishing experiences tasted.
STILL we dilly-dally, hesitating,
BECAUSE we, stubborn, disregard the warning.
TIME, forbidding navel contemplating,
IS slipping through the hourglass while we're yawning.
MOVING with its flow, relish your measure;
FORWARD march...this instant is a treasure.


Quote: Greg Lake




By cherryk

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