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What Do We See


What is it about Life that changes

Opening and closing like the sea

Each day the worldis fed a new

Ideas poking at me

 

 

However, nothing is what it seems to be
After seeing the work explode 
With inspiration, the clock is silent
From still moments that show
 
As people we have moved on
For we live by the seasons
We feel no need to hide
For we have no reason 
 
We feel what we see
We know what we hear
Every now and then in time
We now how nothing to fear
 
Tick tock...tick tock...
Life is counting down on an internal clock
It seems that my childhood has flown right by
How precious everything is worth on a dominant knock

 

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