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Jan 2019
Its own drummer
With time on my wrist
It now creeps
Crawls, not cruises

Slow moving sap of
Eternity marching onward
Forward little ants, forward

Such small life
What can I
Possibly
Change?
#time #life #change
Rowan S
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Rowan S  26/US
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