Hands of Time

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Hands of Time

I'd like to stop
the hands of time,
that clutters up our minds
with unwanted hours
and days gone by.
So full of hurt.
But, I wouldn't want them
to remain.
To make us lie,
and wonder
why things were the same.

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Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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