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almosthomenow

of time
I’ve held my measure
moments
(o so fine)
lives
and lives before
I knew
(remember)

pages
of a color –
words
(my favored few)
all I hold
is holding (still)
another other
truth

come
as winter softens
by the light
(a softer glow)
for memories
to gather
(from the cold)

of roads
we thought (forever)
a coming back
enough
for a moment (touching
heaven)
time becoming
love

. . .

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