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As I sat at my desk last weekend, I was thinking about everything I had to do that day. It suddenly hit me how busy I was and that I had, what seemed, no time to myself. Everything else was taking up my time... I just want some time for myself...

this piece is a bit different in format for me... but it just came out this way... hope you like it...


Submitted:Jun 6, 2007    Reads: 240    Comments: 19    Likes: 4   


I stretch across the hands of time,

searching for parts that should be mine.

time waits, time shares

time stops, time cares.

timed food, timed race

timed speed, timed pace.

out of time, just in time,

be on time, nick of time.

times of love, times of sad,

times of good, times of bad.

where is the time I seek for me?

hidden in a clock, that I can't see.





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