A forlorn look beheld the horizon,
where dawn and dusk coalesce in a dance,
consuming the ebbs and flow of chronos,
as stillness lends itself an openness.
A timely requiem chimed new beginnings,
as did the death peals of youthful decay,
where sun seared tears cloud my vision,
of yesterday and today into one.
Did it matter if seconds ticked forward,
in this still moment of lost memories,
where inertia beckons into her arms,
one thoughtful moment of melancholy.
Pieces of shattered glass ascend skywards,
towards the zenith of past hopes and love,
where briefly whole shall fall as rain again,
when tears fall earthbound into tomorrow.
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