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A Gasp in Time

it was a stop in a minute
designated randomly by time
a pause, like a slowed clock
the heart skipped a little
witnessing a perfection
in that small tick

it was a gasp
a little stumble
a slow growing ripple
and a euphoria
starting from the centre
encompassing the surrounding space

a writing on the wall
a graffiti, etched there
adorning a pulse
that would go on for a while
adoring that perfection
an honesty in the words

I love You.
Grace
Written by Grace (Idryad)
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