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Feb 2012
The face of time shows no age.
Merely continues its forward motion.
Marking movement of life and loss
The hands tick ever round and round
Never looking back, always forward
What is, only is, in the moment
And then is not.
Judy Ponceby
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Judy Ponceby  Ohio, USA
(Ohio, USA)   
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