Relatively Speaking Poem by eve Taylor
Relatively Speaking
It's like standing on a curvature,
what seems to be,
to some,
may not seem to be,
to some another,
rains fall hard,
yet seeming slow,
a morning's dawn,
hits differently,
while in reality,
it's all the same,
such a shame,
consistantcy,
can't be constantly,
I speak of times and tides,
simultaneously,
we can never ride,
but for a great divide.
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