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In Retrospect, Now Decades Trekked
Now, sitting here... Entranced in the endless depths of one's own thoughts and fears, each dipped through vats of thick sap like tears... Ahhhh... Perhaps at a later time we can continue with the endless intricacies of ones own mind... But at this time, that is, just days ago, although, nay more then four, may 5 or so... Depressed I sat alone with grief, a decades pain within me steeped, then stirred, as I weep for her, as molten magma within me deeply stir, from darkest depths of under-earth... A sudden sound just then I heard, A sudden CRACK now realized, just then as cloud met with eye The pain out came, due drought of time in such expanse for such young mind So long repressed, in self-defense... This most painful question one harrowing quest so thought it best left at rest, An answer filled with dread, one guessed... at best. At worst, this hurt, a young boy's thoughts could not infer. And at that moment like sweet low sounds of some unsung sonnet. An answer came as if so long I'd known it, just now suddenly allowed to hold it. Now in my grasp I could face, and show it... thereby now erased when enabled to throw it. So deep in darkness 'twas it encloaked, just now unmasked So true then harkened, like a book now known... A tear, a sigh, the words ran dry... and... like a book, I finally... could close it.
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