BOTH HERE AND THERE
This life is a shoebox, without
the shoes; things going here and
there - mostly here, if we would
just take the time to look. That
tiny bug on the new green leaf,
it already knows all about you.
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Time is a capsule we are fated
to swallow. Whatever you wish
for washing it down, go ahead
and drink it, it's your night
on the town.
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