Continuum

To begin to tell

The story

Of a life lived

Beyond my years

Now I am the year of my birth

A continuum of goals

set to time

Taking up space

In a place

That can not

Take back

Days of what ifs

Nights of might have beens

Release my heart from

The string you call a fling

Fleeting and entrenched

Are what becomes of

And what should

That has yet to tire of

Hope

The now

Is where I am

And who I am to you

Is now

Tie my heart to this

string you call a lifeline

And forever I will be

Inclined

To offer

To define

To be in-kind

A continuum of stories

set in time

A space

A place

That can not

Take back

Days of what ifs

Nights of might have beens

⁃ Sincerely

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