Ribbons
It feeds for I hunger,
the thirst it slake'eths so.
Divined soul reminds,
why life is lived.
Sometimes forgotten that it's been,
unremembered longing takes in the pain.
When weight 'ere crushes love,
reminded 'ere love that crushes hate.
Lest not forget who you are,
dare not forget what you seek,
unknown in that which you've found,
letting go yourself for another round.
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Beautiful !
I've missed your writing.