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Rated: E · Poetry · Experience · #2233628
My thoughts
Moving fast and never stopping.

We drop memories like leaves in November. I Buy them at a penny for a thought.

Imagine what we miss in a day by not looking up. Moving forward, moving toward a world stuck looking down.

Rewinding and fast forwarding stops the tape. Pause to think and then play to listen.

Open your senses to the life you are missing.
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