"The Hands of Time"A Poem by Night
Tick-tock, Tick-tock you can't stop the hands of time. And at the end of every road this you'll always find... That life was long, not short at all, but now you hear the trumpet call. Tick-tock, Tick-tock you can't stop the hands of time. Night.2013 © 2013 NightReviews
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NightHIAbout"Consider the Storm" “And once the storm is over you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, in fact, whether the storm is.. more..Writing
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