Pockets of Time

The night was still,
The Fall air gentle.
The sounds of life reverberating.

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Cars driving.
Children giggling.
Dogs barking.

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People living life.
Going to and fro.

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Somewhere out there is pure joy.

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Somewhere out there is immense pain.

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Somewhere out there 
is somewhere in between. 

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Love. Light.
Music and Laughter. 

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Despair. Heartache.
Disease and Death.

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Just another day on the planet.

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For some
What today brought
Will be irrelevant tomorrow.

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For others

Today changed their life.

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Some for the better.

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Some for the worse.

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We just live in the pockets. 

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We just live 
in pockets of time. 



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