Where dawn breaks,
Headwind breathing–
Takes south the dust of time.
Forgotten in a daze–
Burning like wildfire embers,
But solemn being alone.
The crossbeam of fortitude.
Prevail despite sadness.
Dark and forgetful ways,
Subjected to his eyes,
Tearing a hole in the truth.
Beguiled by serpent whispers–
Take back myself!
Bleak and horrible–
As the way my seem,
To trust again the wind.
Coiled in emotion’s venom.
Brushed aside as another–
Forget my love!
Turning the book of days,
To a brighter tomorrow.

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