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Time And Bench
Author:
Necodamus PM
A short poem about the twisting of time while sitting on a bench.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Poetry - Words: 106 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 02-26-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2640221
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As i sat there, facing into the backyard

Time existed only in my mind and the surrounding area that was the back yard

In each direction time would flow

The slide show of the world passed by in each flickering second

I saw the entirety of the world

And it was about me

But when i chose to express it

It did slip from me and twirl and fall into nothing

Until the world began to feel like it had before

Yet nothing was more than a flicker of a blur

And then did i try and express it to thee

That it did become less .

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