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Like a Blown Kiss
"The time
has not come yet, it hasn't, I'm telling you!"
As though it has an invisible horse carriage to ride
And tockety tock tickety tock tockety tickety tock
It is going to come and jump at you saying: Look,
Here I'm! Right in your face as a soaring secular pain
Time does not come for it cannot ride at all
It has no carriages to ride roaring away free-care
For all it does is spin and spin on the spinning wheel
Of earth round and round looking at itself orbiting and out
It doesn't come nor does it go taking the mythical ride
We reach it as though it is the highest of accolade
That we can catch like the falling gems out of our hands
We must manage manipulating ourselves to the extreme
So that we could stretch and reach it-stretch and reach it
Stretch ourselves high and hard and catch it like a blown kiss
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