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Lift up the cover and look
at the things scattering,
hidden, secret things;
the way insects
search for escape
when rocks are upturned.
This is not a quiet mind.
Once,
I thought that I may have seen
the door that a few things
do manage to slip away,
right on through.
But there is still time,
I have to believe,
to share vital information
that could change
worlds,
lives,
and history.
That is precisely why
I refuse to carry a watch.
Ayn Timmerman
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Thursday, July 12, 2007 |
| Submitted Date |
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Sunday, March 20, 2011 |
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