Time

January 31, 2014

Happens to be here

within the mind,

caressing the soul

moving the body,

closer to the end.

Sensing the future

toying with lives,

dramatzing death,

appearing guilty

the final countdown.

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Rusty150Jan 31, 2014

<p>To keep the body in good health is a duty... otherwise we shall not be able to keep our mind stong and clear.</p><p>- Buddha</p>