Time Will Tell
Ink flowing from a pen,
Words begin taking action,
Having their impact in reality.
Creating special energy,
Thoughts into physicality,
Mending what appears to be,
Torn from their divinity.
I'm sorry that you Fell,
I already see you well.
How long?, you may ask,
Only time will tell.
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