the resolute warrior holding on
to the vision of the past
when our dreams became everything;
hanging there between
the past and the future,
wanting so much that things could
have been done differently
but holding on and not being able
to go back, back to the place
we came from, lost and wanting
everything that has passed
without want and need,
without rage and fear,
holding that need
that we could have been
so much more if only
we could go back
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