W H E N I´ M G O N E
When I´m gone,Everyting wll remain the same.
Just as today..just as I now see those tree branches
from my bedroom window being softly caressed ....by the light evening breeze,
Everything wil continue to be as usual.
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The sun will come out at dawn. always from th East. While the stars at night will brighten the sky...or as the sea waves softly disturb the quiet sand beach ...
There will be many other tomorrows and many more yesterdays. . many all over again..and night will continue to hide love and evil from inquisitive eyes...
Time does not go by, we go through time...
Time remains still, unshakable, unmovable, unrelenting ...we move along, we go thru time at our own pace, at our limited and confined pace direct to where it finally and unavoidably wll take us....to some out of sight place, under the sun ...
While time perseveres on as it has has for so many millions of years..... it waits for no one.
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