Time Folds

Time folds backwards into itself
(A kind of gravity moves, without words)
For a while someone is there and then
Someone is not,
Appearances occur along the strings of energy that seem to be, somethings
Last longer than others,
Every lifetime has moments of love and loss
Hope and disappointment
In a holy mirror the shadows echo their own outlines
Hidden in a huge bright light blind to find a final fading clue
Kismet
Time folds backwards into itself















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Written on 2021-03-31 at 03:40

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