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| A quilt I made for a niece's wedding present, which, as is often the case, has nothing to do with the words on this page, sigh. |
I am finding,
memories of words said
have new meanings,
as I recollect them.
(or I am hoping for new meanings?)
Sentences,
previously,
lost in the translation
of time,
bring greater comprehension.
(or do I hope for a understanding long denied?)
Years were fraught with
opportunities to
misunderstand,
now there aren't any minutes
or hours
or days left.
(or was our time together the sum of cross purposes?)
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