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while time has meaning

night conceals atrophy and decay
but it happens all around us
what binds us will fall away
our flesh and bone to dust
give me your answer
before we rot
I love you’s
heard by
none
***

Originally published at A Cornered Gurl on Medium for the Nonet the Night challenge. Special thanks to Tre L. Loadholt for hosting this challenge.