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The moment is gone
and just a blur now.
The words sped by
and I cant figure how
they got away from me.
Another chance lost
and few left to come.
Few and far between
I need to find one,
make it what it should be.

I need constant contact
to wear away the wall
standing against conversation,
trapping all my words.
This lack of free thought
constricting every conversation,
and inflicting undue stress
is prime for a breakthrough.
A collapse of brick and mortar
resulting in a rush
of the smallest conversation
holding the highest meaning.