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  Maria Guzvic

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 TIME



Time
Is slipping through my fingers
A minute gone
Is a minute nearer my last
Weeks are multiplying
As I ruminate
About my patchy past

Seconds
Are closing in together
And still there are things I seek
Hours
Are being stalked by year end
And I watch
With actions weak

The egg-timer
Of my life is sifting
The sand is crossing o'er the breach
It's time to decide my destination
Before all my dreams
Are out of reach





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