Roll Up
ROLL UP
I can’t go down
In time replenish
Seek refill the void
A vacuum in existence
Bungling energies crumble
Like a young seedling break
I can’t pay
That in introspects adventure relish
Of time it could have been
It won’t be any nostalgia, perhaps
I will not take that road
destined to the midst nay
Since an impossible route it is
I will embark embrace
Anticipated ventures draw
Inventions of a raw heart cherish
The past though scented
Will be a tool pronounce renounce
Till it is not a mirage any more
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