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rhymesalot

Outpourings from the poor old porous mind

Day: May 16, 2017

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Dues paid for a past.
Interest earned fading fast.
Futures lie; time’s spent.
Minds flourish. Bodies relent.

Visions wane blurring cracks.
Wisdom grown upon our backs.
Beauty’s felt all around.
Epiphany’s final, peace found.

~*~
sck051617

Posted on May 16, 2017May 16, 2017 by Rhymesalot Posted in poetry, writing Tagged age, beauty, death, life, time Leave a comment
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