Best Small Time Poems

and this small time,
held by our world of us,
turns moment's hope so treasonous,
to live for pennies, we waste our dimes,
lives knocked about like old windchimes,

as shades of then follow close by now,
small hands, small fears,
flow into rusted years,
once flushed with young and fervent vows,
lie perched...

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