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ABANDONED
That autumn morning, when I first saw you Tall and handsome, draped in a suit, I felt life, throbbing within Never to leave me. Shorn of love and feeling for days Burnt screams of emptiness Had resonated in my heart’s crevices. Without a name. You brought me relief and rescued me from bearing the burden of historical anchorage. Swept me off my feet, resonating Ceremonial celebrations. Your careful maneuvers, knowledge and style, in structure, orchestrated a symphony of dreams . in the rooms, in every corner and breath Culture resonated. . Disconnected, yet with a regard You shaped me in your taste. I felt my being rapture, with a sweetness Unspoken of. No longer empty, I felt myself glow. Chandeliers, banisters whispered gratitude. I felt life ripple through meetings over dinners. Anniversaries over years. Then one day you left. A change. Catastrophic. Knocks or footsteps no longer sound. Nor curtains or candles lightened The gloom of emptiness Dark and deep. A mass of broken brick and mortar now, Shorn of cemented hopes in my crevices--- I feel shattered, ashamed of being damned. Dilapidated.
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