I've seen the ravages of age
weaken bodies and scatter minds
So Now
Time Is Precious
Time Is Precious
And I have to laugh at the ticking sound
Barefeet Dancing my own rhythm in the grass.
These days I write as though
it were my last act of love
scribbled
in the rapture of release.
--Terra Rafael
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