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My Timeline

This timeline

Of mine

Breathes

Into the mind,

And exhales

Out into reality.


And it can go

So many ways;

Too many ways;

All of the

Ways

This timeline of mine

Can go.


I can’t force her,

Or grab her,

Or slow her down.

She marches on,

Taking me

Anyway

She wants to.


I let go,

Close my eyes,

And ride the ride,

That is

My timeline.


-C.H.

 
 
 

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