time

Reliving the path your blood has taken 

and gathering up

all of time that has past 

since it uttered its first beat

it hangs suspended somewhere 

for the broken to harbor 

but time is always reaching out

tethering itself to what will be

it is painless and pure 

freely offering the sutures 

that draw our wounds closed....

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