Annuntiatio

June 27, 2021

I stumbled through each morning,

it was all about today

Dissolute and scorning,

of all that passed away

Wandering and faint of heart,

old promises unsworn

Living once then living twice

—the moment was reborn

(Dreamsleep: June, 2021)

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