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Once in a while

It made its appearance

reminding my heart

the answer that it wishes wished

I chose the game of guessing

I chose the game of silence

partly out of naivety

partly rooted from fear 

fear of misinterpreting 

fear of misleading

now, innocence has outgrown me

experiences have equipped me

but time…

Timing is a funny thing

but time

it never betrays me

It served

kindly

but it's time

to put it behind me