I feel like I’m forgetting the romance; the singular beauty of some things.
Like the way light falls or the feeling of a warm breeze.
I sit,
staring in to my self,
blind to the loveliness still living around me.
I need to break those ropes made of sullen thoughts
that I've found wrapped around my beating heart,
and let it laugh and play, so free.
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