Lost dreams, faded with time
Buried and matted
Under leaves of season’s past
Nearly decomposed
The sum of our parts, better than the whole

Just as vernal springs carve ravines
fear flows from within
Its legacy’s detritus
dashed dreams, secrets exposed

Yet, as rhythmic as the vernal spring
Hope flows, hypnotic
Smoothing and soothing
The aches and the breaks

Lessening the blows
In the time before time
Deep within our souls

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