Lost in Space

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How do I hold
these tears
in my heart,
which start
beneath
the polished veneer
of the here
and now.
How can I hold
these fears
of letting go
of truth,
of knowledge
and where my sadness
takes me,
breaks me.
How do I hold these years,
which slip through my hands,
the plans
I had
and the dreams,
seems
too long ago
when I could hold
my sons in my arms
and drift into a sleep
that held us.
How do I hold
these memories
and the ache in my heart
for times
lost in space?