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I’ve heard tell
you can’t go back
to a place beyond remembrance –
a story never yours
never will

I cheated
each surrender –
sometimes without regard
to worlds I left
standing still

with fortunes
by a kiss I scarce recall
– a jealous moon
seeks payment
for a kiss

I am all
as I am nothing
lines across your brow –
a moment spared
for every one
I missed

. . .