How can I know if it is love
I feel when I bind it? A conclusion
is unobtainable at this time.
I can see beyond my hand
but the focus is weary.
My chances are in my choices
and change is in my realm
of a sutured wound.
Copyright 01-06-2009 ©® Sarah Sisson
Sarah Sisson
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