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There is still Time...

We have to value the moments of time that we get together.
    One never knows when you will be able to meet again.

Some things that should have been said, were not.
    Needed and wanted replies became unheard.

The possibility to tell and give your love,
    flowed like life-giving water, unfruitful,
        down, on dead sand.
 

  Written during the fall of 1996.
 

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