Returning to a glimpse of nostalgia
To the cornerstone of all that was
From thoughts unspoken
To words unread
Never really letting go
But stored away for a moment
Words of kings and queens
Of battles fought with major casualties
Happiness relived and returning pain
Hearts stably broken
Minds firmly shaped
Eyes wondering into the abyss of time unknown
Finding the good only to see the bad
Trust frail as a newborn
Knots untied and ruptured
Only to give birth to steady relativity
Trying to preserve the broken
Becoming the person of dreams
Only to fall short each time
To unveil the truth
Is to reveil past wounds
The scars of yesterday
The hope of tomorrow
......I've returned
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