.it seems that I do not move forward.
.everything seems frozen in time.
It's when I quietly observe the inner cogs,
I see the leaps and bounds I've made.
Love, I feel as ferverantly as before,
but it's not one that burns
more accurately it relaxes,
encourages and it makes me strong.
As grace from the depths surfaces
for everything existing as it was...
-if in this world there are second chances-
I'll be the first to jump on that bus.
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