Sands Of Time
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Sparkling sands of time gently flowing.
No cares or worries to mess up it's journey - just sands of time in no great hurry.
Loving space and reveling in it's mime, happily wandering in and out of everyone's mind.
Time then quietly disappears upon a whisper and no more kisses fall from loving lips.
Only cold, pine coffins feel the pressure of a once upon a kiss.
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