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Friday, November 26, 2010

The Tendrils of Time

The tendrils of time
Wrap themselves
Around us
Through the ages

Memories
Of places
And faces
Flood our consciousness

But they are blurred
Indistinct
Impossible to know
Who they are

Until I hear your voice
And my soul leaps
Recognising you
Knowing us

I have known you before
Loved you completely
Our lives are twined together
For eternity

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