deep
inside hearts
there
lies a place
only
visited by parts
whose
stories can be traced.
back
to the past
where
emotions were touched
some
feelings that last
others
that are flushed.
to
regain strength,
to
heal injuries
maintain
an arm’s length
from
afflicting humanities.
my
heart bleeds.
my
thoughts hide.
my
mind precedes.
my
feelings abide
briskly
to my hiding place.
Written:
December 16, 2021
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