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Day 318 – When That’ll Be…

To every thing there is a season,
a time for mourning and a time for peace
and then something in between.

There is a time for nothing
and it’s everything all at once,
struggling with all the past
with the future on hold.

I live looking over a precipice
and I’ll get no parachute
’til I muster the courage
or the desolation to fall.

And when that’ll be,
oh when that’ll be…

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