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A Wrinkle In Time


The wrinkles in my furrowed brow

Echo the unmade bed where we once lay

Squeezing into each others nooks and crannies

A brief history of time etched into the

Corners of my eyes

From which I remorsefully rub away

The grains of sand deposited

By the tears of my memories.

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