and suddenly it stopped
it came for minutes, hours
and by seconds it stopped

that minute second i missed it
that part of me that came and passed
that part of me that i'd learned to suppress

the precious moments i've learned to cherished
through colors of emotions feelings and sights
the short bursts of momentous flights

till the next hour my precious child
sleep, now, it will be a while..

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