With everything past to us
I consider it counted beauty
in the things that stay & last together.
As if I hadn't seen or spent a million,
in wishes over what could make time be.
Simply sitting & stoking nothing
I know that it's lasting moments
only come in time.
Because, we gave in furtherness
I knew nothing in shallowness
& because I had nothing
everything was for free.
Too much comes as it came
Too much comes as it came
as I know of knowing it stay.
It could never stay too long,
as if I could never see the whole thing last.
be a candle
for which we need
let me stay
for bother freed.
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