I am looking to become
someone else entirely.
At least to be
not
what I have been.
To be what I would become
on my very last
of measured days.
Those days which will have
increased in weight
by a thousand times or more.
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Those days whose hours are
fragrant blossoms,
where minutes hang like
ripened fruit.
Only then
would I would laugh and sing.
Only then
would I pray without shame
And within each amplified
second
I would share all that I ever had
with you.
