Saturday, 8 March 2025

Light in the Dark

Emancipation of a devoured heart
chance of freedom, a new start
it just died, twas’ a pitiful romance
yet, a chance to stand, get up and dance
a mourning expected, thy loss is great
yet no great fear, its not too late
Just tidy the garden, then open thy gate. 



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