Forgotten seasons wrapped in delicate months

Only in dreams and imaginations they become alive

Solemn creativity describes them in cheerless words

A long and tiring wait for the reticent life in this posture

Strange feelings from that antithetical position

Altering the shape of the spine and shifting the soul

There is a lot of chaos within but words are puny

Ineffective for the clamorous environment

Portions of life already starts to look discolored

Missing emotions carried them to a safer place


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