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Three thousand hours

stand between me and this abyss,

mirroring a twist of fate

but one I’ll wish for again

Eternity starts tomorrow,

yesterday, years ago

and I want you to say it

I need you to say

that three thousand hours

will not bend or break

the cracked glass, eggshells, cliff’s edge

a threshold threatens the end

but I know three thousand hours

will tie us in a bond never broken,

keep us melded and burning with

blankets and goosebumps and roses and rescues

and moments and moments and moments

and even though we only have seconds left

laughing forever

for three thousand hours.