old dreams discarded,
with layers of dust.
rest in peace, old friends…
i am sorry we never danced.

and the heart
entombed and neglected,
just out of sight –
stirs in mending flesh
to flourish and breathe…
to wake the sense of self
and start
a new journey.


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