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if one hour could express the unspoken travesties suffered
if one minute could undo the binding its cost me to feel
if one second could breathe new blood into my veins
if one moment could be indulged by senses for eternities rest
then what was satisfied here...nothing
for times face bears an unwilling forgiveness
and I do not have a moment,
only a life time of eternities..
just for a walk with held hands
or one sleep in your sheets.
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