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Longing

Time passes slowly,
thoughts of you refuse to escape my mind.
Memories on replay are constantly present,
as if you had never left my side...
And the clock seems to creep backwards
as I count the seconds until I am able to
once again trace my fingers over your face.
Unsure if you are an unreachable reality or
a washed up dream. Time so slow I can almost
revisit my past. Rewinding to make sure you
were really there, and why the memories
insist to last...

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Written February 10th, 2004

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  • Providence
    June 13, 2005
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    OOOOhhhhh. How we do hold on to those loving memories.
    Beautful poem