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Not Counting

“There’s a cafe here but I don’t see a name.”

“Oh… I’ll come down now.”

She stood at the lift lobby and waited as people went about their activities around her. It’s been so long since they met – she wondered if it would still feel the same as back when.

After what felt longer than a mere few minutes, one of the lift doors slid open and a familiar figure stepped out. And as she recognised him, he too caught sight of her and broke into a smile.

“It’s so good to see you again! Been more than ten years!” She felt his comforting warmth in their hug, and then they separated from each other.

“Nah.. it’s only been five.”

A hint of amusement passed over his face before he shrugged.

“Well… I’m not counting.”

“Neither am I.”

And as they walked into the cafe, she knew nothing much really has changed.

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Time

Time is never on our side
But may sometimes be persuaded
To conspire with us awhile.

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But before I leave

But before I leave
I would never say goodbye
For wherever we may be
Destiny awaits in time.

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The Rain Must Fall

A tune I listened, another title I wrote.

If I made you doubt
Your perfection for me
I never meant it
That way;
The rain must fall
So flowers will grow
And time must pass
So the truth will show.

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Time/Money

Excluding those fortunate enough to be working their passions.   

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Time Between

The night falls hither
And stars are all abright
Yonder, clouds of purple hues
As the moon begins to rise

When time separates our worlds
What happens to time between?
Stand still as you close your eyes
Meet me in spirit within.

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Daily Prompt: Mirror, Mirror

When I look in the
Mirror I see more lines
Though I feel much the same
As when I was twenty-five
More lines on my face
Etching life’s lessons learnt
But a wiser me I get
In return.

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