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Jun 2020
In a dream, I awoke to a scene so serene;
All the people I knew, they were by me,
Gathered by a collective unity, no anger to be seen.
I had not noticed those faces so damaged, fractured by apathy.

I was struck by a morbid realisation as I saw the bridge below,
And the downcast eyes that were looking at a place I could see too.
As though paralyzed, I saw all the ones I knew get washed to and fro
Before I too could say the final words: “I do”.

The wind embraced me, I felt as though it was eight years ago -
As though everything I came to be was released suddenly.
But in that time when uncertainty was to die, the dream let go
And in its wake, I am claimed by feelings of a certain serenity.

All I wanted was to be released, to be myself once more,
So in that vein, I shall smile in those final moments before.
Written by
Miles Graves  20/M/a decade that evaded me
(20/M/a decade that evaded me)   
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