Time and tide wait for no man but for
me they take their toll on my soul,
itching to pass on my genes
to my descendents
procreation
the impulse of life
descend to my fruitless loins,
much as i want time doesn’t wait for me,
feeling the urges, i turn the page and watch the sands fall from the
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