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Dec 2016
I realized I was found when my purpose became duty
It was as if a spear passed through my body without a mark
I know because I felt something but I cannot prove it
The time that passed was instead the distance traveled
And though I was hollow before, this time I actually knew

I thought about taking a chance to see fears beauty
We never take the time to gaze upon its life changing arc
Instead we run never know how we can conquer it
The distance between is instead the time that has passed
And though I have my purpose it is too hard without you

I began to think I was on the front row watching a movie
The strain of the images was like separating light from dark
My entrails retained a memory despite my need to forget it
The distance of time was shortened by my arrival
And though I will remember, it is desire I must subdue
Mark Lecuona
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Mark Lecuona
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