thinking to heal
here, ephemeral thoughts fading through a jaded memory;
there, thoughts untangled, mimicking, hair without a key;
glisten only once, abundant sun, graces few,
know not what i might, but what is certain, through you.
Sun kissed glory and the vast expanse; this moment in time
all but few, tremble, cherished unfeigned.
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