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When You Return
when you return
you are merely a thought
that at any time
i can always ignore
time is my ally now
and with the magic of its wings
i can fly with it
away from you and it is
only when i decide to come back
that you too
shall return to me
time is teaching me
to be in control now
what goes out and
what comes in
now i shall decide
a long time ago
i was in the prison of your hands
always following the dictates of
your whims
i was lonely and
miserable.
poem
by
Ric S. Bastasa
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