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Created on: September 02, 2010
A Day-in-the-Life is a terrible thing to waste
Days pass, like dandalieon poofs blown in the wind – squandered before our eyes.
Looking up, like the stars in the sky, they seem innumerable – until we count them.
Concentric circles, like ripples in a pond radiating outward toward the edge – halted squarely at the shore.
Dizzying how they spin away from us. Jolting how they’re spent up when we look down.
Days turn into life, and life to days.
Passing, looking, spinning, halting… here then gone.
Life turns into days, and days to life.
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