Isolation yields too
My meditation folds in
Wondering whether
You and I will be again
Again and again
I think through
All the possibilities
That could possibly be true
True that
I'm true to this hope, sober
But hope feels empty
When my cup not yet runneth over
Over and over
I want to pour my heart out
So we can start again
And my isolation ends with you knowing what I'm about......



and now:

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