Moments forward, time behind, scattered memories from
the past lying about.
Meanings now being lost upon desert shores, never again
rising or crashing within this mind.
Forgotten, reclusive, just paper pasted to invisible
thoughts, no longer viable.
Thinking being stopped as life moments move forward,
time now lies behind in sharks of yesterday's memories,
images and visions.
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