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Life
13 March, 2008
Author: Dennis R

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Living not She came to me.
Wanting not, I accepted Her.
Knowing not, She taught me.
Father Time, scythe in hand,
Caught us napping.
I was not and am again.
Life, the interlude of eternity.

------- Author's Notes -------

I wrote this some years ago while in high school. I enjoyed the challenge of putting profound thoughts on paper. Still do.

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