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Hopeful
@Uootem
across distant horizons rumble the faint sounds of
as the sparseness of a nonexistent future beckons
i listen to wind prophets as they whisper and moan
a faint hint of ancient echoes that still haunt my silence.
I search for shooting stars in the nighttime sky
for the chance to repeat such familiar wishings
as the mist of many tears... ascending to ground
cascading from clouds... like moonlight embroidery
like ghostly apparitions performing an illuminating dance
as night shadows playing hide and seek upon life's memories.
it is the burial ground for lost loves...
within this mystical sarcophagus lies my silent freedom
reach to me in this encasement, break the seal
speak silently with your eyes the words I long to hear again
words of love once shared... remove this walking death
with reflections on a bygone time
so that i might tread this path by remaining hopeful.
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