It exists, strong and lasting-
A yarn of simple years,
With me as love began,
Still with me.
We were once tied-
(To God Himself)
Now merely ourselves,
Our souls are so tangled,
Frayed by the time.
I hold it in my hands,
Firmly, yet so light.
It frays so little today.
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