"When you get to the end of your rope, tie a knot and hang on." FDR
There are many knots to tie,
many ends of many ropes,
I'm hanging on,
and hanging on.
I pray for a way in - not a way out.
I pray for you ever present, ever with me, ever here.
All I can do is be here. All I can do is live in my life, not in another's - or in a life that I once had.
That life is gone, I can not retrieve it, as much as I yearn to go back there.
It is an impossibility.
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