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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required The restoration properties collected in each and every grain of sand, stimulates the aging functions that affect durations longing of infinity that it now possesses a plunging pit, beings owned and detained in accumulations of senseless sands compiles, in an attribute of time, there once beheld inside a weightless wonder, the consequential objective for an entire world to be ... in that one speck of sand there was a granule of subservient effervescence, indicative of life granting necessities of being ... a finality of reasoning that was encapsulated in fragments made up of earthy embraces. In the glasses of yesterdays, Everest's of has-beens and have-nots, mushrooming of chapters and episodes of life as it was, and now they are all ... nevermore. And so there it is, life as it WAS, piles on and on and on ... In this exquisite-like spectrum of simplicities and complications, all be the gatherings of aplenty numberings once-upon-a-timers, that fate cast into whimsical beings of time, are all of those remembrances trustworthy to the hereafter that is at a wandering here and there about, OR is it of a reluctancy of one that would take a back seat and gawk at the whole of--what ifs --exchanging a wandering to be THE wanderer, afeared at the tips of tongues of a life once lived ... lacking innocence, and therefore in the eyes of justice, a lifetime of ill regrets, appropriate sentencing to be carried out in the bottoms of a glass bottle, now and forever.
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