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The muttered affection of ‘Colonel Masters’ as you lift us up into a moment of connection and joy. Did you feel it too?

Rip out the rotting but endure a lingering smell. Will it be masked by the new? Or is it too late to erase that stain.

Cautious greetings turned into understanding glances, respecting your space but knowing our presence was finally a comfort. I hope you knew that, in the end.

Take a chance on being happy instead of predicting heartache and failure. It’s harder, but train positive into your mind and see what possibilities may follow.

Recharge but have old emotions weigh you down and ruin a relaxing moment. Can you ever really be the person you were before they were born in you?

Deliver a temporary hole to throw all evidence and clean out as much as you can. What will you choose to toss away forever?

Last in a longer moment to finally be released into calm. Can you endure? Can you try?

Switch my time while I sleep and expect the unconscious to adjust. Even the hardest workers need an oblivion where they can’t be touched.

Baking to fill a role and name, one of mocking or playful affection? It’s still unclear, and maybe it’s better that way.

Scan the empty spaces and try to fill with no time, does it hide the problem effectively? Or just presents a rushed uncared for view of life?