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A new anew
Time passes effortlessly
A breeze in the wind we notice not
And before we comprehend its intricate nature
The breeze dies down and we notice
To let the folly outweigh
We strive to forget that gentle wind
And it seems aged bones is the plunder
That gentle wind I notice now
But it is not for us to counter
For time would count against always
But rather feel the breeze, embrace its prescence
Acknowledge the limits of cell division
For then we would be forever in comfort
Not facing the wind but
Following it to the ends of comprehension
Only then would time be on our side.....
poem
by
Jude's Child
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