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AlwaysEnigmatic

Musings...

Tags: time, life, hours

I see the hours stretching ahead,

sometimes hurrying,

sometimes slowing down,

falling beyond and behind...

Still, I know their aim 

is to reach destination

and this signals the end,

the end of time and life,

the end of the journey,

the end of fear, of worries,

I know they can be friends,

I know they can be enemies,

and yet, my hours have promised

to be kind with me on my way,

I get to sleep every night in the belief

 it will be so and I am grateful, simply grateful,

for their company and existence.  

 

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