Double Helix

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A Celebration Of Time, A Time Of Celebration
Thirty years? Impossible.
But neither the calendar nor the bones
Belie the passage.
Relentless are the transitions,
The wounds, the delights,
The ebb and flow.
One first walks ahead,
But later lags behind.
Then, in measured steps,
We meet up again,
And yet again, once more

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