Stillness in mystery. Hold the line.
Some men only know how to hand love across sideways.
Rob Wyatt
The same page reads differently under different light.
Most things arrive before we’re ready to understand them.
I write it down so I can’t pretend I didn’t know.
The years don’t hurry; they just fail to return.
Not everything quiet is about to break.
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