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Dec 2014
These sands of times
stand fair ground
over time
lose their worth
as they compound.
time heals everything
hands down
The solace whispers of time surround
hitting its mark
then leaving a mark
as these virtual hands of time make a round.
Never seen or touched,
always rushed
from behind.
restless as divine,
same is now
as in ancient time
time heals all
Styles
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Styles  NYC
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