Time
Could your soul be a tear on a fallen leaf?Catching the glare of a watchful eye
Or the desire to understand the meaning of life.
What if you went to battle the ultimate gem just to find out it was you
After all that you were in battle with.
Is the sin of my voice or your voice screaming the understanding the
meaning of time before the time
or the wonders of time as we know it now.
Caring, sharing and defining the time that you have now might be the
time you only have.
THE END
By Ronald Kline(Aug. 24, 2010)
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