I've struck gold with this time in between
the times when we went back to less nothing more something.
Less of the something we've been for nine years
and more of the nothing that turns on to his back with a sigh
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You must be a patient architect of things or a craftswoman of great ability. This was a well constructed poem. Not at all like most I read. No ramblings here. Nicely done. GW62