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In the time that it takes to forget you
there is more than enough time to bill you
for the fortune in time that I wasted
before the man in his own time had
tasted
defeat.

No actions you take can defend you
for the treachery and innuendo
but the hands of the clock knock back time
and reach out to slap you
as the hours drift dreamily by.
Apachi Ram Fatal Aug 2016
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Time for All or Nothing Forgone
Àŧùl Apr 2013
I am but the Sun,
I light things up often,
But they hide themselves,
Their skins get a sun burn,
So I am wanted by none.

They avoid me in the days,
Their sunscreens & shades,
But they do long for me,
I make things so warm,
In the winters.
My HP Poem #191
© Atul Kaushal

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