so few

& a couple of them

are now dead

not that I didn’t want more

my hand is always open

as is my heart

but the pool is small

can hold my hand tight

in theirs

mine darkest nights

the few know

no time is the wrong time

every moment we have is now

& that in itself surprises me

so few understand

hold on to each other

when the rain comes

the sun shines

as each are but the same

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