6:30 AM

was once
you loved a younger me
eyes where softly glowed
the picture perfect image
of another destiny
a soul consumed
with where the road began
it never was
but for a time
one night i dreamed
i knew the way by heart
ageless constellations
signs and swords
by echoes
of my laughter
down the hall
photographs and poetry
per chance
my rhyme to meet
in stories
yet unwritten
heroes all

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