Writing Time
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Sandra Feldman
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A poem this,
A poem that,
So many things,
That don't come back,
All effort gone,
In Life itself,
As Time slides off,
A hidden shelf,
And all's not well,
In Fairyland,
For those who,
In a poem dwell,
Thinking that time,
Can be pulled back,
And will some how,
Forget to act.
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