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Comparing the past with the future at last Sitting on the fence in between the sides Caught in a moment of grand reflection We weigh out a measure of our place in this time Loosing the arrow of change, it flies Into the deep heart of space it climbs Correcting the manner we chose to stand We ladle our sauce from the grand design Born of contention we pass it along Setting our feet on a different path We can sell our souls for a scrap of stale bread but Aren't we just dreaming our time in the sun? Passing the day with a turbulent fact Losing our way on the pathway back We are telling our tale for a chance at success Reliving the moment a it rolls off the press Saving our tick for another day Tomorrow is fiction or so they say The day past the moment always comes and it goes We’re drifting and gleaning the time that we’ve sown Measuring the thought that we’re glad to know Surrendering nothing, we take some time Never regretting the breadth of our soul Believing in a future that will make us whole
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Apr 15, 2017
Apr 15, 2017 at 1:51 AM UTC
A Dividing Line
Comparing the past with the future at last Sitting on the fence in between the sides Caught in a moment of grand reflection We weigh out a measure of our place in this time Loosing the arrow of change, it flies Into the deep heart of space it climbs Correcting the manner we chose to stand We ladle our sauce from the grand design Born of contention we pass it along Setting our feet on a different path We can sell our souls for a scrap of stale bread but Aren't we just dreaming our time in the sun? Passing the day with a turbulent fact Losing our way on the pathway back We are telling our tale for a chance at success Reliving the moment a it rolls off the press Saving our tick for another day Tomorrow is fiction or so they say The day past the moment always comes and it goes We’re drifting and gleaning the time that we’ve sown Measuring the thought that we’re glad to know Surrendering nothing, we take some time Never regretting the breadth of our soul Believing in a future that will make us whole
richard-grahn
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Apr 15, 2017
Apr 15, 2017 at 1:51 AM UTC
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