I wonder about time travel
about living my life in a line
the arc of my intention
the contour of my time
I wonder about my wandering
and who I shall meet only once
I could move backwards towards them
I don't have to go forward running
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Billy, I'm so sorry
Echolalia & tears
Billy, I'm so sorry
I don't know what happened to your years
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Living can be lonely
you've only got your line
you follow it with vigor
and sweetly, briefly, criss-cross sometimes
There are many lives unfolding
and nothing is left undone
a ladybug in the amber
a planet in the sunshine
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Billy, I'm so sorry
Echolalia & tears
Billy, I'm so sorry
I don't know what happened to your years
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