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Jan 2017
I'm. lost !
This vast expanse of emptiness that surrounds me .
I. Kid you not ,
for the way I came was easy ,
and in the slightest moment you were gone .
The dancing girls  with their waves and curls ,
and the minstrel band that played ,
to hapless tunes and wild perfumes. that captured my heart ,
Yet like Japanise Knot **** wormed and took root ,  
bound my heart with chains ,
with a thud  left crippled and dying ,
Fell into this pit of hades that surrounds me .

How the wolf cub howls ,
Howls into the night ,
Into the North ,
Where the she wolf instinct calls .
The mother finds its cub again ,
after searching day and night .

Yet the bell tolls not only for the dying ,
but for those who walk with dancing girls ,
and for those who have given up trŷing .

How stupid am I to let time pass by and not care for those around me ?
For the past has gone ,
and time moves on in the egg glass timer that surrounds me .
For a change of heart ,
Is the greater part and its this that must bind me ,
and with Gods good grace ,
To seek his face
Not to be dammed by those
around me .
Old
Traveller in time
Written by
Traveller in time  Ashford. Middx
(Ashford. Middx)   
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