it's always around the corner
always was just right around the corner
what we want or wanted
what we feared or still keeps us up at night
always the two tangled together
coming across whichever just happens
to face us in rotation of the ropes
whichever is torn or tethered by fate
for doctors don't even know the answers
why memory and numbers are fleeting
why blips in the brain have to steal
weekends away from weary wills
why determination springs from such wills
to rise against the fearfully new and untraveled
which makes all the effort worth it
the aged wine waiting at the end of the path
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