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Time Takes Turns

A desperate toil, Toil of a leg with no comparable strength, Just a sense demanding less but equipped with efficiency, Here we go, our line goes. Back i am, Go and I’m always back, From above you see but you destruct, cause you do We an army, multi in numbers. But size matter, its true you large, that’s why you are invisible to us It matters the arc we create, yes it matters every part of the lengthy Take out a piece and it takes out a peace Our whole clan is gone, Gone in confusion, this is what takes us away We lack replacement because we never have hopes of losing Losing each other, that’s why you see us toiling The way we do, because that’s our mode None isn’t lost, but no one is lost Only in time we lose, for in it we gain So we wait for its reign Not patiently, just unexpectedly Each time is a time, we move with it We turn, it takes turns , It turns ,we gone.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2018




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Date: 10/2/2019 12:45:00 AM
Wonder write keep on! Thankd
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Date: 11/3/2018 6:25:00 AM
Nice word play!
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Date: 11/5/2018 5:33:00 AM
Thank you so much sir , Jay
Date: 10/31/2018 1:59:00 PM
Welcome to Poetry Soup! "take out a piece and take out a peace" - exactly write.
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