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In Poem: My Never Began Past (Part 2)

Updated: May 5, 2020

a valid illusion

we never began

yet found in tense motion

disguised roots transformed

as waving branches retreated

skin anxious to touch

hearts eager to be read

we never began

yet we return to the beginning

like migrating birds to familiar places

composed we met again

ripping to shreds within

our stretched hands linger

with tears swaying down

unable to recoil

my never began past

let’s sit at each end

you at the finish

and I

puzzled at the start




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