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This 'dawn' fills me with dusk

I clear my throat of the choke 
Tightly shut my lids 
Lest ‘tear –falls’ fall down my cheeks  
My hand has been a pliers around a thread 
With the other end free up the air 
Whether a kite or bird – you’re not in sight
Sadly, what’s left is to slacken my grasp 

I let a blast of air down my constricted chambers
As I watch the last piece of you distance itself 
Inside, a disheveled self is left - a part of me you took 
But have I not been a diamond before 
And just like in the past –
A locket of our memories I put around my heart
Willing my mind to shift its focus forward 

Yes- like fruits, time in plenty I’ll take
Before my heart can get well again 
But adieu my dear past
I take the hand of the present – hopeful of the future

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