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Time Past

Memories moving like sun on the water

Sarah Myers
Nov 2 · 1 min read

The water’s chipped by wind to fractured glass -
Smooth as a strong hand.
See the ripples pass
And pass and never come to land?

For that is Time. Some say Time takes away,
Some say he brings;
To both I answer nay.
No grief was ever lifted by his wings,
Nor light of love was ever…

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Sarah Myers

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Artist, Writer. I listen to art and go word-watching.

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