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Reconciliation

We married lost time to our broken wrist again
Begged to resurface the forgotten list again

So as we hold on, stick to the old and lost days
Lost days that we know will never exist again

It is revisited. The hours of nothing
We remember, deliberately persist again.

Until acceptance breaks through lingering regret
Until we learn to enjoy the strange mist again

Marry time to new hands, until we face the fact
That it is life and there will be a twist again.

LARDO