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Date Posted:09:28:59 03/04/03 Tue
I find myself lost in yesterday,
though I dwell now in today.
I feel my breath lingering upon
the sleeve of yesterday, though
I know well I dwell in today.
I marked once my name upon
yesterday's door.
Today I am destined to just
mark it on the floor.
I guess my words wherever
scratched, will show those
yet to come, that I once
stood upon the earth,
with flamed words in hand.
No more can one ask I imagine,
than to find their words
upon times door.
Constance Kent
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