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DarkPoetry Poem of the Day: Time

What is time -

Except the passing of one present into another

That we are conscious of this passing -

Is what separates us from all other creatures

It is our blessing -

And our curse

A blessing in that, with this awareness -

We are given control over our destiny

A curse in that, with this awareness -

In our attempt to manage time,

So focused on the future are we,

That we fail to see the present for what it is

For truely it is -

Our place

In time

http://www.darkpoetry.com/node/work/42054
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