Time Slips
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Peter S. Quinn
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Time slips into distance
On the roads gone,
Its beautiful trans
Carries the past on
Like a never-ending story
That goes away,
Into past eternity
Where memories play.
We are in center of all
Finding and ways
Through to its last call
That in life plays
Going to the distance
Dreamy way to find
Life is but a dance
Steps you lost behind
Coming here and going
Finding its about
Their secrets showing
From moment's doubt
Carry life's through
To another age
And always to renew
Its fresh stage
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