Short-lived Lotuses

Forlorn face
Hollow heart
Granite grace
And me
Together we
Are falling apart
Like shadow of the tree
And though they make a single sound
All leaves are not the same
The sky is blue
But never new
And memories;
They have no name

Author: TheHumanAnvil

Dust made alive

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