
Just behind me
is a life.
I follow it
as it moves
by me.
Reaching out,
catching nothing,
feeling everything.
Remembering
Opportunity,
Sacrifice,
and Desire.
Beyond me.
Before me.
Beside me.
I turn away.
Hope has passed.
Love has passed.
Life has passed.
Reaching out,
catching nothing,
feeling something,
remembering anything.
Turning to the front,
wishing.
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