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Amberzlynnc Member
since 2010-08-24
Posts 229New Jersey 
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I was fighting the clock. Time was winning for what seemed like an eternity… But at the first second of the seventh hour, I had pulled ahead, punched out, got in my car, and won. *Amber |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I can relate to this one, you beat the eighth hour and was hell-bent for a place where you could kick off your shoes, have a glass of white or red and wind down. ~*~ If they give you lined paper, write sideways. ~*~ |
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secondhanddreampoet Member Ascendant
since 2006-11-07
Posts 6394a 'Universalist' ! |
when ya 'beat the clock' ... make sure it's truly dead ! Time 'flies' ... ah no ... Time stays ... It's we that 'go' ! Let the clocks run wild for they know nothing of Time. Dance while you can, like ‘gypsy-phantoms’ of the mist, for YOU are ‘flying’, NOT Time! |
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aujussy wolf
since 2003-08-09
Posts 1215Michigan |
A satisfying read, you pulled ahead and beat the clock. A good ending to this little poem. In his mantle gray he walked one day across a shining floor and with crystal key in secrecy he opened an ivory door -J.R.R. Tolkien(T.Bombadil) |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Still in the middle of a long day, the clock's winning here... but you give hope! LOL |
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