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Time Out (poetry)

Cancel the beauty
Stare in the sky
See nothing worth remembering
Lost in the silence
Lost in my mind
I don’t know if this is the best me
How can it be that the sands of time run so fast
That when I used to dream
I would dream so big
And now
And now
It is not just dreaming small
It is the lack of a dream
A lack of the capacity to dream
It’s gone, lost fluttered
Life is not a nightmare
It has its type of beauty
I breathe the air
And can taste former blue days
When the sky was bigger than god
And god was in my soul
Those days are rarer, but still flutter by
Every now and again
I still have the sand going through my hands
It is time to start dreaming again
It is time to start dreaming again
It is time to start dreaming again
While there are still dreams left to dream

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