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VxPoem ID: 45264
Posted: August 6th. 2014 10:35:25 PM
Age Group: Adult
my thoughts swirl through my head as if a morning fog is rising. Which way do I look, which way do I perceive? The past and the future collide, which do I grasp, which oi I cling to? The fates are cruel, yet the mother keeps them in check, for how long, how many questions yet to be answered, how many lives yet to be lived. Tick tock Tick tock. What does that sound mean to you, to me? Does it really matter, or....is your fate sealed or do you grab it and take it where you want to go? Answer the question.
Author's Location: Pompano Beach, Florida
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