Ode to Restart

I dwindle in the hour of midnight

and I fall between the minutes.

Whisper away the seconds

and my hands are open

to accept the moon.

Late at night,

when the world goes quiet

and all I can hear

is my breath and thoughts;

I learn how to hit

the restart button.

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