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Apr 2019
i always thought
i'd never run out
of chances
to start again,
to make things right
with you,
using you-
the epitome of
always so forgiving
even in days that
i don't deserve it
i can't quite describe
your omnipresence,
your existence
that transcends us all
mortal beings
your faultless consistency
is also our downfall
you bear witness to
our daily suffering
and ephemeral joys,
our youth and
eventual demise,
the only constant
then, now, and forever
Written by
derailed-trains  20/F/PH
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