a momentary flicker
then a flash -
a collision of thoughts
untangled from the web
of thinking,
hanging alone in the breeze
looking for purchase
before the winds of time
rip it from its fragile mooring
and it sails away
a gossamer string of words
floating into the wilderness
of what was
what could have been
what will never be
Revisiting the past: melting
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