It's sunday morning
and I lie, basking in the sun
with my eyes closed.
The cold winter waves
tingles my feet, diving me through
the narrow lanes of times, so old.
I remember
the turns I missed and promise
to take them on my return.
But who can change
what's already done?
Yet I take my chances,
maybe to know
how it feels to keep promises,
just for once.
So i set off wandering,
trying to figure it out
while the muscles in my body,
churns and yearns, forcing me to get out.
I feel a push from inside,
A rise, I have been longing for.
I open my eyes, the sky is clear now
I look at the sun, shining in all its glory
I take a long breath, it's a new day, a new life,
I whisper as I smile.
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