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Mar 2021
The sands of time
flowing backward
set in motion
so long ago

Grasping at the past
groping in the dark
looking for meaning
to justify existence

The ground I stand on
slipping away
as reality dissolves
I choose to move

Reckless and raucous
I hear the sounds
the gathering is calling
the time is now
LeoH
Written by
LeoH  59/M/Sumbawa
(59/M/Sumbawa)   
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     ---, Brumous and Zoe Mei
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