Time?A Poem by zee
What is this thing?
This thing we call time? Trapped by it over consuming all Past, present, future And souls uniting What happens when a soul from the past Enters the present where you live in the now? Past and present emerge What time is it now? Now. Now. Now. NOW! There is no time. There's only... now Know it. Open your heart. There is no time. There's only... © 2008 zeeAuthor's Note
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zeeMonte rio, CAAboutI'm multifaceted and also multidimensional. My body doesn't define me. I'm a little bit of this and a whole lot of that. A free spirit, nonconforming mama of four, and hard to fit into a box. A goo.. more..Writing
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