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Once

I don't know my way,
I've always walked blind,
dazed by the light,
bound to the dark,
heart tattered and torn,
mind vacant and worn.

The soul had a song once
but I lost it in the fog.

Alone now, 
I wander
forever forlorn,
the bird long flown,
my hope echoing blue
shatters on the sun.

©JM.Cole

blueHopeself reflection

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