Aug 10th, 2009
The morning light
sets aright
the misjudgings
of the night.
I went to bed a stranger
and woke up at home.
It just won’t be home for much longer. It will though remain in some part what it was. The rest I take with me to start anew. If I can take at least half of the life I've had here then the next one will bloom by December.
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