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Sunday, November 7, 2004


   Bad News
Awile ago my grandfater died. It's taken me awile but I got the file containing the poem I wrote that day.

It All Changes
You think you have it all.
But you don�t.
Even when you do it can be taken away
In the single blink of an eye.
It all falls down rushing away.
You and the ones around you
Can�t take any more.
Constant torcher eating its way
Thruogh you from the inside out.
You cant stop it.
You can�t control it.
Everything seems to slow.
Days like weeks. Minutes like hours
And all you can do watch
You cant complete
Even on the simplest of things.
There�s only one thing you can do
Watch.
As all the time and all you work
Fly bye in an instant.
So remember its not what you have.
It�s how prepared you are for when it�s taken.

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