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Jul 2016
I sit and watch the sunrise
Over a gnarled begotten place
Drained of life and substance
Lingering on the edge of space

You sit and watch the sunset
'Cross a friendly vibrant place
Where life moves ever onward
And time just gathers pace

We'll sit and watch the sun rise
In a place we know not yet
Life and time will seem eternal
As we sit and watch sun set
Joanne Smith
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