Trying to encapsulate
disappearing images,
I still have my dreams
& plans.
I am ready to meet myself again,
in an age of uncertainty.
My spirit is ready
to inhabit this battered body,
(a rebirth) Because:
there are parts of a person
that will fight death &
no matter who tries-
no one can steal,
or kill,
the geniuses & flaws
which take root in the mind
and burrow through the heart
and blossom within the soul.

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