if we were to press

if we were to press
into the possibilities,
time would put on
his favorite
cloak, allow
its edges to
brush every
temptation, leaving
a trail of
portals behind
.
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in unmarked moments,

in unmarked moments,
we catch ourselves tipping the
scales for life, making

wishes for more or less of
the same thing, being so lucky
.
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being an arm’s

being an arm’s
length away
from comfort, we
can so easily
forget how
lucky we are,
use our hands and
fingers like
fiery weapons
.
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still so many words

being together

without trying, we

here comes the truth, we

here comes the truth, we
have little to no room for
one another on

our life’s carriages – scoot over,
for some people, you make room
.
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