Return Journey

 

The spaces shrink

The silence shrinks

Peace of mind shrinks

 

Smaller gaps of solace

Shrinking as time decays

Less and less is left of me

 

What remains, is what they know

What I was, no one ever saw

What I am, is unbound and free

 

 

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