My heartbeats are numbered
My writings are already written
My breath isn't futile
My hands aren't useless
I'm an instrument
Who's orchestra is far from here
Yet closer than we believe
And each note brings me closer
Each day draws me nearer
Each thought makes it clearer
Each moment in Your arms brings me closer
Each friend makes it deeper
Each feeling, on my face, appear
Every clock is finite
Every road is intwined
Every person is in mind
Every city unaligned
Every tear, easy to find
All the days bring the night
All the years, unresolved resolutions
All the minutes take lives
All seconds, tamed useless
All souls, groping losses
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