If caring means I need to be today.
A future with no past I can bear, or at least look forward to.
Not the need to cease to be today.
I see another day to be, not this one, but somewhere.
To live my deepest need to be someday.
A time of then and there, with you.
Nothing left to be or do, but we.
Or another thing to say.
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