what if
not the regretful kind of remorse
but hopeful longing of a sort
not self amusing fantasising pause
but an assuring sparkle lit kindle
time to depart from distant harbour
where we arrived but stayed too long
how cycle of thought never broke
self adhesive bandage of comfort
without knowing
you've gave it tomorrow
689 times rejuvenated memories in your soul
still, a past never reborn
time to walk
play with the air that lifts
tease with the thoughts that lives
what if
for now,
for tomorrow
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