What's going to be future...

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Eyes gaze out
to the skies
Mind wanders
in the emptiness
Feet find themselves
on
to the sands
of a vast expanse
and I hold
on to the rough
and solid of 
times immemorial

There are times..

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You know how it is...
there are times
when 
I can't do a thing
except think of you
and countless gifts
you gave and 
the endless wait
and the nameless 
pain that 
I carry
and then I am 
lost,
it seems, for ever
until the soft breeze
caresses.