Stillness and a long stretch of road. Time has finally passed. I
still think of you, only it's different now. Where you were once an
overwhelming scream in my head you are now a whisper felt in breezes and
moonlight.
And occasionally I still have conversations with you in my mind.
Peace
and a blue and white marble sky. I carry pain differently now. Like a
caged bird I sing into heaven. I cannot fly to you but maybe you'll hear
my song. It's a hope I never knew I needed.
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