All Things Have Their Place In Time And Space

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The space to place boxes, acquiring
loves forgotten path, uncharted ground,
finding ourselves again falling, tightly
bound, until on the breeze, sails unfurling.

Threads becoming undone, uncurling
the child within, on new tides awakening
before forgetting to remember those deep
fears rising, upwardly traveling through
spiritual cloud of overcast mood journeying.

Finding once more lost in timeless tranquil,
deep blue swells of silent emotions gently
lapping against hearts togetherness, the
soul provider of harboring happiness created
when loves thunderous voyage be finally at an end.