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TIME

To Death
I do not abandon you
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I gave you breath
I breathe for you still
Time 
*****

The wild monster
Plays tricks with her years
I don't let her near

Time cannot make me fear
▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎
You shall never be past
I shall not make you gone
To death I don't give you

Thus
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we     carry     on

M

 

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Shaun Cronick

Time is what we try to make the most of and in that aspect we might win in the short term and we may lose, Marion.
It's better to win over time, but regardlessly we all taste final defeat at time's end. 
Time is what one makes with it and often cruel as we strive to endure.

Hugs at you my imaginative friend and they are toastie warm ones too.
Shaun x

 

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Marion

Thankyou my friend x

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Bernadete van d...

Defiance time, even defiance death. Holding on to which is
worth holding on, as love is 
stronger than the storms of fear.
Dearly holding on! 
Marion…💐🌻🪷!   B 
 

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Marion

Defiance B... spot on. Right up until the end my friend. Thankyou... hugs x

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Shirley Harrison

So magnificently creative in true Marion style, just because it's not visible doesn't mean it's not there. ❤️ 

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Marion

My sentiments exactly Shirley... there is far more than we can physically see. I know this first hand and I sometimes suspect you do too. Thanks so much x

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