17

it ends

much as it came in

this day

marking it all

learned

felt

expressed

by heart-hand-word

mixingfading

melting what i once believed

into what i became 

but here i remain

as if never moved

yet utterly

fully

altered

like a garment

cut to perfectly fit

one who will never come

   
   

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