What the clock says,
Don't know, care.
As time passes.
Six months,
Hour by hour,
Gone.
The world moves,
Stands still.
Time passes.
They come.
And go.
Family.
Friends.
Many, many others.
Time passes.
The hours exist.
But are lost.
Minutes.
A precious few.
Time passes.
Eventually.
The sun sets.
Another Angel.
Sent to watch.
Over us.
Time passes.
-Undated, circa 2005
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