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Mar 2014
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It's never --- done

Time

Pulsates thru
all illusion

••

Seeing thru to the inner soul



Perpetually



We live -- we die
( they say)

But we keep moving on



Movin on



Some call it --- evolution
Some talk of it in other words



Some call it the wisdom of deepest emotion

Some say it don't mean nothin at all

••

Still we know

We have a certain part to play

••

It's never done

And we

We too

Are here always
Written by
jeffrey robin
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   Emily Tyler
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