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Two Wrongs

 

Once a wishing

Now a curse

Two hearts adrift

From lack and thirst

 

Meshing tangling

Lovelorn prone

The growth of distance

To default of loan

 

A broken dream

Wakes reality

To the loss of shape

Where the hope should be

 

No one to blame

No shame nor dirt

Just two apart

To shed their hurt

 

The sadness wells

And the regrets cry

For the time they lent

To where the memories fly

 

They leave what was

Accept what’s gone

Renew their spirits

To move further on

 

They lay to rest

What has lost its light

To give two wrongs

Another chance at right

 

 

      s. paul    (June 2020)

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