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Oct 2017
Bygone moments that hover
              between the be-fore's
and that seconds yet to be validated
                                          between its existence.



But in-between, it has a moment to exist.
                       We ponder its
                                           fleeting existence.

Was it meant to be?
                        or just daja-vu reflections?
Could it be a moment that's relived in a comic rift.
Poetic T
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