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Life Passing
We stand on the moving staircase of life unable to harness the aging process which eats away the moments of our days unable to stop the ticking timepieces that heckle us as we go through this thing known as existence.. unable to step back into the past stop this time machine to our destiny we regret, we ask why and what, we ask if - we long for youth so cruelly stolen, for children grown too fast, for mistakes unforgiven, for roads not travelled, for words not spoken, for words regretted, for saying too much, for saying too little for hair that goes grey, for hair that falls out, for skin that dries and wrinkles, for doors slammed in our faces, for doors closed too soon, and for paths not taken... days race towards nights nights become days we hear our hearts beating away the ticks of an aging body we grasp at a staircase that moves too quickly for us - as one day we stumble and miss the stair trying to regain our footing we are helped up, until our final fall where we are picked up for the last time off the treadmill of passing time and into the earth of eternal rest..
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