Time
Stagnant in a world
of commotion
Filtering ideas swarm within....
Finding life peculiar;
as each day absorbs another life.
Realizing the preciousness of time,
Each step sacred ....
for you never know which will be
your last step in this segment of time...
By Bridget Bassett
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