First love
Future bright
Holy Light
But time limps on
And entropy prevails
Inward renewal trapped
In a steel cage with tiny air holes
Multiple locks with combinations
Not keys
It gets harder to breathe
And questions…
When did the Spirit leave?
This makes no sense
Rise up from the grave
Mighty to save what I crave
And if I crave!
I am not dead!
I'm looking at things the wrong way
I lift my eyes and see
Reality
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