Time melts
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tick
away. Urgent
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taking with it last chances
to hug, to love, to write.
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I see the sands of my life flowing down
tick
and yet
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I sit and stare
doing nothing with this moment for fear
tick
tick
of the next.
This is another tribute to The Walking Man, whose poetry often inspires me.
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