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not for lack of trying

 

Through Twilight’s dreams, and Dawn’s first light

a palpitating pursuit chases after thought;

In shadows, cats with whiskered words,

unseen efforts bridge, a flight of birds.

 

Paths intertwine but never fully cross

murmured echoes ripple with regrets;

For in the search, a futile quest

not for lack of trying, but fleeting grace.

Memories clutch at slender threads

of moments missed, things left unsaid;

of cryptic lines in undulating tales,

of love pursued that fate confines.

 

 

 

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  1. Bravo my friend! if you could please check out and comment on neither the Words and/or
    the Universe. I would be so grateful!!!!

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