A Wrinkle in Time
The wrinkles in my furrowed brow
Echo the unmade bed where we once lay
Squeezing into each others nooks and crannies
A brief history of time etched into the
Corners of my eyes
From which I remorsefully rub away
The grains of sand deposited
By the tears of my memories.
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