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Seconds Hand
Once time's second hand did slip into mine …delicate enough Even as all of me, he grasped for-ever the paradox Then tiny fingers, swiftly probed Experiencing me? Crossing unhindered o'er palms, crevices and closures Then deeper, delving into my many …lifelines entwined So swiftly seconds go Mostly moving unseen So many they seem to be Stretching Forevers', too belong Yet of our seconds coming we do not care to know (Else we do not share to show) Until its time to leave Then they are all ...Countable So it was just then with me as Times second hand loosened Having known now, every me and I he; scarcely left …Feeling my mortality When they are of urgent needs When of looking back regrets (indeed) Lucidly revealing within seconds passing Some days, sometimes, even weeks Most men would give, if for theirs …Returning When they are of late arrived Most years, even decades some men would gladly trade, even every possibility, if only to breathe …Just one more of these Now this second is passed Both done and undone of me Elsewhere’s minutes are pushing I notice this hours getting late
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