What happens when time slips 
and echos turn into soft murmurs 
that you don’t recognize any longer 
but there is something familiar 
in the wind the way it skims gently 
across your cheeks tussles your hair playful 
what happens when you are humming a tune 
but can’t remember the words or the name 
of the song but you know you always loved it 
what happens when now overlaps 
with then and you are here not there 
any longer but if all feels like today 
only it isn’t …

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