Gone
Drip,
Drop,
Knock.
Tear from the fountain,
Into the washbasin,
Running down the drain,
Streaming to create a pond.
Tick,
Tock,
Another minute up,
Added onto the calender.
Thought here,
Muse there,
Destined thinking.
One leaves the moment,
Meaningless.
After the count,
Hours drift far off,
Into the years,
Gone-
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