Maybe it will come back
That singular moment
When we reposed
And an eternity passed.
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That moment when opportunities opened
Or closed in a second
To give us regret
Or bliss without sting
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Are there such moments in love — or in hate?
When seconds decide if our course is awry?
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Nay, the truth is another.
Come hell or high water,
Our love stays unbroken.
Thus, hate cannot touch
Where love is acute
With a depth that is fiercer than steel
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Moments never return
To haunt
Or to torment
When eternity passes and we can repose
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© HMH, 2020
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