Soon enough, though 't feels endless,
such time will cease
And carry forward to something different,
someones, some places, some smiles
for this breath, baited, held indefinitely,
will at once sigh in relief
forgetting such sounds
as melancholys tears misled paths
no more trusting uncertain lying fear
but this ones not like
but One
And like none that judge
just walk and wait and sit and breathe
another day
a sudden beat
still
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