I passed the age away where dreams were chained,
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With ankles bound I watched love disappear.
Full grief fell hard when passion was restrained,
Hearts cannot be maintained with tape and tears.
I sit, and sift like ash, these souvenirs,
Before a fire that once with brilliance burned.
The debt Iíve still to pay in deep arrears,
A willing price for loneliness unlearned.
Sometimes the ways of fate canít be discerned,
Connections fray, as frail as silken string.
When we are left with all the grief weíve earned
To watch the face of love diminishing.
I reach my hand out, seek restoratives,
Again to wonder if life still forgives.
*enters gently, smiling*