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If I could hold on to you.
I cannot say more truth than this:
Time is a fair and just god with bittersweet gifts
Of love, the poisonous wine.
Let all that gratifies and fills me last
Until - at last - it ends.
Pull my arms from embrace
Set my eyes to the ground
Turn my heart to dust and I will fade
From all this bright impermanence.
Time is a fair and just god with bittersweet gifts:
Today - the only one I have.
With no luxury of future
I am ravenously here.
I behold all I can,
and behold: life unfolds, the sanctuary of my family.

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