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A Slow Birth
Posted by The Persistant Observer
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9:14 AM
A heart left behind is recovered
Refugee in the temple
It cries praise
United once again with the soul
It is new and scared
Confusion interrupts clarity
Whom shall pull the twine from this knot
It is woven tight and firm
Once lone mobility is slow
It creeps as if it were hindered by the unknown
Once it passes
It crashes from confidence in void
Does this kindle the unwaxed candle
A death turned back
Life is restored
Everything must be relearned
Refugee in the temple
It cries praise
United once again with the soul
It is new and scared
Confusion interrupts clarity
Whom shall pull the twine from this knot
It is woven tight and firm
Once lone mobility is slow
It creeps as if it were hindered by the unknown
Once it passes
It crashes from confidence in void
Does this kindle the unwaxed candle
A death turned back
Life is restored
Everything must be relearned
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