
At times in my errant thoughts
I’m like a child that slips off
Without ever really noticing it
As I sit and tease at my pain
And then dare to reimagine
Life again with loved ones I lost
Renewing a reason to smile again
And everything seems normal
If only but for those fantasy minutes
And I remember the things
I learned I should’ve said but didn’t
Unrestrained beneath my breath
Impulsive whispered words flow
I trust they heard… I said them now
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