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A Moment of Poetry

February 14, 2014

The distance between us is pretty
It trembles and shakes,
threatening our
We are all holding onto single strings,
frayed and torn.
How much longer can we hold on?
“Cut them loose!”
They yell.
“Let go of the string!”
My mind screams.
“Let the others fall, they don’t really care about you.”
Satan whispers.
But can I be that cruel?
Can we be that cruel?
To cut loose of the strings holding us together?
Why not tie the knots stronger:
One over another,
Until we are no longer so far


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