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All these mine
And more in time
The poet never knows the rhyme
The killer never knows the kiss
Such sweetness he will always miss
And yet in time
All these are mine
Just mine

All these mine
They’ll never find
The tape will play and still rewind
The words I spoke still float downstream
Melody lost within a scream
And yet in time
All these are mine
Just mine

All these mine
And never kind
I leave their history far behind
As judge and jury execute
My rulings far beyond dispute
And so in time
All these are mine
Just mine

(c) Helen M Valentina 2020