And The Road Ran Out where The Sea Rose Up
To Sands as White as a Porcelain Cup,
Where The Sun held back it’s Dimming Fall
And the Owl So Wise With-Held Its Call
Where Gently your Hand Slipped to Mine
We drank our fill of Timeless Time,
And in those Moments Came to Know
All that Comes Some Day must Go
While Here, our Days Seem Darkly Filled
I Feel the Light of Time that Spilled,
From Moments Shared While in That Place
I See its Light Shine in your face
Notes from life 
You could post on a web site Write Out Loud where more people would read your work.
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You could post on a website Write Out Loud where more people would read your work.
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I could if I wasn’t banned from it.
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You could use an alias?
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I could and have, but won’t.
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