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I Can See Forever
November falls, leaf blown and drab with early twilight; did I in some haste to feel the Summer balm speed acceleration of the old main drag, burn youthful currency as a hated flag? I stand in the ruins of age untreatable, staring forward at the unknown, staring back at the unrepeatable. Wood smoke veils snatched away by a fleeting breeze, the faintest aroma tarries, then vanishes, and I can't for the life of me put a pin in the map, to highlight the junction where sprang a mishap. The sickly downward trajectory slide, the turning of misdirection, the turning of a sullen tide. All that is done is done, fractured without reparation; the clock cannot be challenged, nor chided to reverse; my life grows grimly fearful, ever shorter, and howls to reunite me with my daughter. I tell you that I love you, beg you re-materialise, to make up time I lost, to make up for the days gone by. From where I now stand, I can see forever, mute barking dogged decades of melancholia, projecting the error of my ways, inviting the penance of cold and lonely days. With black shades of regret in me, I struggle to explain how I need to feel you closer, how I need your love again...
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