To have let go of the vulnerable, I pray to hide the unbreakable
Category: hidden
Crackling water and burbling fire…
The damp dries with fire… and the raw fear dries up spark…
Unburnt through fire,
Burnt to be set free only to be restrained by shackles of ice…
Trails traced again…
A hundred times before and maybe a million times after traced one more time. Just one more time.
A reminder long lost,
What drifted was never given to keep. What remains was what hidden beneath.
Buoyant.. Unsaid#2
Unsaid and Unspilled..
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