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one day the words stopped
like a wave less  ocean
or a stream with no current
and i wondered if the days were numbered
when tears would no longer flow

my heart is quiet
as the sounds of life lay like a burden
all around
and questions within my mind
cut like sharpened steel

everything has one last time
and we are left with no choice
life moves on
and that one last time
was the one i waited for