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The Place

Time seemed endless,
yet never beginning,
almost as if,
there was no time.

Time would race,
then would slow,
it's hard to say,
any which way.

I know it's confusing,
I'm lost too,
but what I can say is,
we'll get through.

There is always,
light at the end,
of the cold,
and dark tunnel.

All we can do,
is smile our way through,
I know it seems hard,
but it's only hard to start.

Once you've got a smile,
never let it go,
keep it as your virtue,
to the place you want to go.

Submitted: Tuesday, August 07, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, August 08, 2012


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