I'm blooming in the glorious sun
Bright and fragrant are season's songs
with wondrous sights in the horizon
A sweep, a struggle
And the darkness crawls over
First a nibble, then a mouthful
i am consumed, whole
In a shroud, covered in the smell of darkness
The waves of loss hit me, toss me
In the deep i drown
Cleansed, I am thrown ashore
Fragile, resilient
I mourn again and again
I live again and again
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