Nostalgia Crossroads

Reflections linger at my fingertips

Between sighs, just enough time to inhale

Seen through my eyes looking back at me

In front of me and the back of my mind begin to blur

Then and now overlap in real time

Clouding my next few seconds, in a haze

I wait at the crossroads of nostalgia and my next breath

Not knowing which will linger longer

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