May 17, 2025
More in Early Bytes: 1982-2003 Stolen Moment
When she leaves She smiles He waves Turns inwards Ponders the morrow Will it continue this way Who knows He can only hope and dread If it does He has not faltered But if it does Will he falter He cannot know Only fear Secret moment Stolen and dear On borrowed time Trembling in fear For the day She disappears © 2002, Mosquitobyte
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