I’m waiting for us, to reappear. 

I thought my path was very clear.

You won’t remember when this begins. 

I’m writing through you, for future grins. 

Your journey ambles from here to there.

The timing scrambles, you’re unaware.

My goals and yours are tied the same.

I’m writing through you, to light the flame.

We’re dreaming of things, we want to do.

This started back when, before I knew.

I’m looking back past tomorrow’s day.

I'm writing through you, what will you say?

I’m missing most things, that I once found.

I hear you saying, when there's no sound. 

It’s time to rebuild the past today.

I’m writing through you, it’s time to play.

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