was it right

stretching the rope
you wove with so much effort
to tie a moment
that was pure,
so what if a bit tense,
wasn’t worth, you assert

but it seems now
it wasnt wasted
it has precipitated a silver
crust of all the foam
churned
by my conscience
while stretching the rope
let me heave a sigh
of relief
i am liberated
from cycles
of reciprocity

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