Promise

I must promise to myself.

That one day I will transcend this wreckage. 

That one day I will learn that being stricken-

Does not mean I am ruined. 

That it was not a fabrication. 

I must promise to others.

That one day we will imprint our innocence. 

That one day we will sprout like a new flower’s breath.
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