Monday, September 7, 2015

the lines we draw

I fell off the face of the Earth
and like all life,
1% rises again.

rebirth
of a new age
every cell is completely new
from seven years ago
drawing the future
from silent thoughts
burning the bridges
thinking of things to do
on the way home.
At least they are my decisions
and I can't make the same mistakes.

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