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Growing by L. M. Montes

Winds of time—
ever flowing, ever blowing,
pushing, prodding, guiding me.

Acts of time—
ever doing, never thinking,
hurting, poking, pushing you.

Older with time—
ever learning, always regretting,
praying, meditating, apologizing to you.


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