What It Is And Then Becomes
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Peter S. Quinn
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Times are passing from new to old
And giving some spaces between
Songs of the hours you cannot hold
Anything goes that was seen
Filling the air with its manifold:
What it is and then becomes
Life as it is with assorted ways
Molded into faces of memories
Periods and reigns in many plays
Roots and branches of growing trees
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