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Feb 2010
Given a few moments to rest
Granted like fate, not kindly, not cruel
But with a sense of difference
Where in place I'd show indifference

Thinking quietly in pleasant worry
You left me to myself for a while
Given time to sit, to laugh
Helplessly, hopeless, because i know

I'm not assured
Then again, I'm not too concerned
There's a depth, a warmth
That i can understand

We see it all
Encompassed around a soft shell
There is a different approach
Passion overlapped with need

But taken lightly
The pressure smooth and caressing
Grasping, somehow still selfless
A calm mixture, it settles well

And worry recedes, a casual absence
Slipping away with stung pride
Giving way to what has grown
Tangled heart, it had always known
Written by
Christian Que
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