It’s early December 2018. There is so much to do. So much to figure out. I am desperate to check all the perceived boxes but everything takes time. And time is the one thing I feel I have missed so much of.

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minutes fall away

like gravity

pulling water from a faucet

a simple consequence of time

the result of ill-fit

riddle comes to me in pieces

strewn across the floor

am I enough to put it together?

I am not certain anymore

I’ve got a secret

so long kept

I didn’t know, couldn’t see it

push it away

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