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Life Vignette

From all the hopes and wishes,
Where was my soul?
It seemed like a vignette,
Being adjusted from high to low

I deafened myself from the yells
Yet believe what my eyes tell
Cold as ice with bleeding heart
Inside a spirit that fades out of life

I believe the wounds will heal
For I know they really will
Though I never stopped asking
How long do I need to live with it down here?

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Written: June 15, 2023
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