morning space wasted
evening time as
well,
journeys taken
outside
return us
quickly as
the day passes
us by,
but not so
slowly as it did
once upon a
time, when
we wasted
nothing and
was given all
the time we needed
as we knew not
really
what to do with
all of it; but,
were greedily
happy for all of it,
saving as much
as we could
for another day,
not
knowing that
using it that
way was not
possible...
still, we did
not care...
at least, not as
much as now,
when not much of
it remains.
24Apr16
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