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Array ( [sid] => 123662 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Occupied [time] => 2006-07-25 10:33:38 [hometext] => Don't miss out on life, we only get one shot... [bodytext] => Circling madness
Chasing a life
That is not mine
What am I doing
Wrong

I ache
For time
Time to waste
Time to breath
Time to smile

Cramming
Night into day
Months into weeks
I miss it all

Accomplishments
Become dust
I yearn meaning
Not possessions

Sitting on the platform
Time departed
I never boarded
I was too busy

July 25, 2006
[comments] => 1 [counter] => 158 [topic] => 61 [informant] => MystycLore [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => selfstruggles )

Occupied

Contributed by MystycLore on Tuesday, 25th July 2006 @ 10:33:38 AM in AEST
Topic: selfstruggles

Circling madness
Chasing a life
That is not mine
What am I doing
Wrong

I ache
For time
Time to waste
Time to breath
Time to smile

Cramming
Night into day
Months into weeks
I miss it all

Accomplishments
Become dust
I yearn meaning
Not possessions

Sitting on the platform
Time departed
I never boarded
I was too busy

July 25, 2006

Copyright © MystycLore ... [ 2006-07-25 10:33:38]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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Re: Occupied (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Tuesday, 25th July 2006 @ 12:52:51 PM AEST
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How true this is. A delightful read indeed.
Yes it goes by so fast never enough time, sometimes its worth it to stop, let the dishes sit in the sink, the laundry sit in the hamper and sit out in the garden with the roses and watch the birds in the tree's and the clouds pass by for a day. I find myseld feeling like I never got on board alot of the time lately myself, then I say to heck with it a book and the backyard needs a visit!

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