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Each day progressing more rapid than last“Slow down” I say – you’re becoming the pastTrying to cherish each day that remainsMoment by moment washing down the drainSweet encounters turn into memoriesOccasions slipping away on a breeze“Stop it” I say – where is the time control?I’ll switch the lever on the time consoleTick tock tick tockContinue reading “Squandered Day”