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For the Longest Time

For the longest time Tick tickling round and round I circles Chest going up down up down they say breathing Them digits always counting up they call them dates And as the winds pass by And the sun crosses ever I paused for a while Took a glimpse at the image of God I saw flood, the cup was overflowing with words And I couldn’t see myself For I was drowning, suffocating Reflecting back some couple of years back I saw rain It is always raining, but then the questing crossed my mind For how long am I going to get filled up What is the real purpose for keeping it all to me Is it that worthy in my hand For the longest time I have been holding it up For the longest time it has been raining I am sorry for the longest time I took Time is up to open up the other end of the lake Time to let it flow out Time is up

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