WheelsA Poem by Lola PositiveAbstract
Time, churning cogs grind all to dust
Wheels rolling unencumbered down an empty road Lost souls wandering, wait for the final destination Times changing all men to ash Crushed by it's weight Lost in it's depth Wheel standing still Cogs seizing and halting Times, flowing on All sin All grace Dust © 2017 Lola PositiveAuthor's Note
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