How long could days
Melt the chill
Of winter
As spring rushes
To give summer
Its birth?
When will east
Reach west,
Spanning north
And south
Its share of the bridge?
How long would truth
Answer lie
In phrases
Only hearts
Could verbalize?
Do ends
Justify the means?
Don't even bother
If they'll
Ever meet.
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