A moment in time, a single spot,
crossing paths under innocent clouds,
still moist with comfortable senses.
This moment causes a rift,
tugging physical and abstract all the same,
an improvident smile, that is all.
Painful nerves, painful knees, but
contemplation becomes the dreadful demon,
banishing results for prior investigations.
Again I go, again I fight,
a moment to change time.

 

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