First Person Singular,3rd World To The Right Poem by Roger Snow

She said, Time melts away
and life runs on
by your own particular way

I said, I can't always be the same
Time changes as much as any Game

Don't complain she replies
your life's your own,
so don't ever, ,
listen to their lies, ,
key to your life
has a special to you, , ,
tone

Oh, not a complaint
just not compliant
to all their restraint

If Time and I are to continue on
we'll have to maintain our freedom
we leave at the Birth of Dawn.

Time melts away, as your life does
in it's own particular way

and life follows course
by it's own design
Life through it's force
always turns out Sweet, ,
you will always be just fine, ,

and in the end
time and you join hands
to fly away as always
fly away as friends
by your spirits own commands ~~~End

Above Exchange? Imagine you're in Heaven, about to enter this Plane.
You and One who has been in this Plane before (You haven't)
are engaged in: Insights, Outlooks and Lookouts, that the other one
is instructing you with, to help you through this Journey here.

Time is an Earthling Construct, Time does not exist outside of this Plane. You, are everlasting, you've always " Been " and shall always " Be "
You were always alive, way beyond your entrance into the Fetus.