If I could turn back time's cruel hand,
I'd write our names in shifting sand.
I'd trace the moments, lost and cold,
In shadows where our stories hold.

If I could paint the sky anew,
I'd weave the stars with dreams of you.
I'd light the night with whispered grace,
And find your smile in every place.

If I could catch the tears you shed,
I'd form a river, gently spread.
I'd let it carry all your pain,
To distant shores, through sun and rain.

If I could mend the broken past,
I'd bind the wounds, make moments last.
I'd heal the cracks that time has torn,
In hearts where love was once reborn.
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