there is a time for silence
time to let
people hurl themselves
onto their destined quests
there is a time to look back
time to connect
the dots and put
fizzling memories to rest
there is also a time
to spin through the fissures
of present and
cling to tomorrow's neck
then there is a time
to stand on todays legs
and let sky unfold
eventualities from its chest
#being
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