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It Passed
By
HH Self It passed
Everything changed
Nothing diverged
It passed
I did not sense a breath as by me it strolled
Only that it feasted on fragments of my soul
It passed
A thief stealing everything
In its haste seizing nothing
It passed
Being time it does
Yet it remains and I am now only what was.
It passed...

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last updated
November, 2008
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