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Apr 2021
When I blink I can see Time Changing inside. Finding it's way around the minutes That hide The Seconds Somewhere In my life. Where does time go When It's too slow. And when it's fast It never lasts. From now on I'll hold on To the time, Because when I let go, It never makes it back Until The seconds are gone, and the minutes run Dry Of the hours That got lost Behind my Eyes.
Sleepy
Written by
Joe Quaale  49/M/Wash.
(49/M/Wash.)   
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   Imran Islam
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