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Your mind works differently

One skip removed

Faster yet softer

Almost reachable.

Almost graspable.

Almost touchable.

Almost.

And I stretch, I reach, I try

Oh God, do I try

To reach where you live

Yet I forget,

The day can still deceive me

My memory eludes me

And I forget

I hold your hand

I guide you

As the current pulls me

From my depth

I hold on to hope

Like a lifeline

I stop to catch my breath

I wonder if

I'll be enough

For you, my dear child

Even still

My promise to you

My love,

My boy,

I will never stop reaching.