In these living moments time..as I think and write each rhyme..every no with every 'tis..do stars know..what time it is..
Said before..in years past..what to toss..what will last..rob in glory..sneak to steal..what to think on what to feel..
Every answer..each surmise..is found..beauty..a lover's eyes..
splits each feeling from each show..just fronting love..
wher'ere I go..
Peace Tony
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