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Gangothrii Nov 2020
Like leaf that withered and tossed in wind,
Life dangled in the realms of time
To reach, I yearned, and hold what passed,
The moments,that fled to an abyss called past

I wished to wipe those tears I shed,
And let go of those that were unshed,
To feel multifold ,all that was felt,
To pat my back and say it's alright.

Those times when hope seemed a distant dream,
I wish I knew what laid  was better ahead
When the heart that grieved what was lost and left,
I wish I knew how blessed I was.

But choices were made that could have been not,
This moment I wonder if I was better off without,
Yet I know that deep in my heart
This too shall pass like a Breeze, fear not.

To cry for what was gone is lame
To lament for what is yet is the same
To live the moment the way it should be
Is the gift to self that one deserves.

— The End —