New Words

Free feels like

A gust under and around

Storm from inside

Words unbound

Loosing the wisdom

Creating unfound

Breathe out dust

From before

But the ghosts

From before

Will always haunt

These words, in times

The story decides

From the ground

Who roots

Or is ignored

From before



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