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Wednesday, 27 June 2012

Hour Glass

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Stop it!
Please hold it!
It's running so fast...
I run and run and never reach it.
Yesterday was ten years ago.
Tomorrow flies by.
When I start to do something
it's already over.
It's rushing more and more.
Can't you slow it down?
I can't breathe anymore.
I feel like sand
my feet are itchy.
Why is it dark?
I can't hear anything.
I can't move.
I don't see anymore.
Now there is nothing.



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