They begin to stack up 

They begin to stack up,
these infinite diversions of time
slowly peeling back the layers
and wiping away the grease
from the lens of youth. Will you
think fondly of me then, when
your two trails begin to veer
along unknown vectors and
toward uncharted forests, when
our shadows no longer entwine
and we all are left to learn how
to walk alone once more?

(dtn)

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