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Only Time Will Tell

Better this journey is silent;
a gentle twisting
of the strands of truth’s rope.

I am unsure
hesitant to cross the bridge
of your hesitations;
reluctant to lie

by your side.

No matter I am lost
at last in a sea of fear and contentment.
A passage of stars
so strange
they forget to shine.

Now by your side
seasons have no meaning–
leaves change their minds
while I wander.

If you could see
the map of my heart

you would find
no lines;
no contours;
only rivers running through
places yet


by eyes or hands.


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