my mind pauses in long moments lost in labyrinths and lingers on long lost loves and imaginary realms how wild his pain was when she passed from his world and how deep was that golden vain running through their life's work? My mind pauses from time to time watches acorns being churned in the palm of some unknown rattling and scraping against the other this timeless, nostalgic charm and sometimes I see love in the world around me
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