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Maybe in some distant place
Everything is already, quietly, lost
Or at least
There exists a silent place where everything can disappear
Melting together in a single overlapping figure

And as we live our lives we discover -
Drawing toward us the thin threads attached to each -
What has been lost

I closed my eyes and tried to bring to mind as many beautiful things as I could
Drawing them closer
Holding on to them
Knowing all the while that their lives are fleeting

Knowing all the while that their lives are fleeting