Awash in a salty
sea of unease
welcomed
reluctantly
reaching out
with empty hands
finding
easily
Dripping eaves
of regret
mothers
sidelined
by pain
soothing
disappointment
dreams erased
clinging closely
pushed away
finding
joy overwhelming
cleansing
miracles
one small
sound
easing
a night
of phantoms
singing through...
cracked voices
rise together
giving
missing pieces
taking
broken shards
of light
hold them
so close
they burn a
white hot
memory
of
fresh winds
blowing through
hearts
newly
cleansed
ready
to move
forward
again
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