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Friday, September 18, 2009

Vender Of Time

I sell forever in tiny bottles,
I have my own little stand by the street
Everyone wants it...
Everyone needs it...
So why should I make it free?

I keep all the time in the world
In a special red chest
The supply surpasses the demand,
But it spoils quickly at best

I give no refunds
There are no such things as returns
It seems as if the world loses
The more I - the vender of time- earns
Samantha Stough
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COMMENTS
Amy Marie 14 February 2010
Another very imaginative poem of yours... well done ;)
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