AD21// Day 10 out of 25

(Vigil day)

Yelling yearnings to seasons to bring them back to me
These uneven remainders grieve eternally
Albeit fogs grow further and bodies degrade
In that one frozen sunset I spend my last days

Like a dream continuously chosen to repeat
What I knew were most precious are unfamiliar to me
As the turning of sands forces dawn to wake
In the frozen sunset I have forgotten, I wait


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