Afraid of what’s ahead, afraid of what’s behind, caught in the middle in this world in between. Take me in your arms and carry me beyond, to the time and space that I can spend with you.
Time waits for no one, least of all me. I hold to the moment where we became one Alone in this memory of all that we were in this waterbed sea of green.
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