Beyond Time
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Sadness creeps into our lives through back doors at times,
taking us by surprise, devastating our neat, tidy ideas of
what life should be like.
Disfiguring our ideas, clipping and cropping our dreams,
leaving us to pick up the pieces with no instructions on
how to put them back together again.
Living out our lives in a quandary, we end up with tunnel
vision, just trying to get by until death secretes us
away beyond time and belief.
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