In many towns, through countless skies I have roamed,
Yet pieces of me linger, softly sewn
Into the bricks of silent walls,
The winding streets where I would fall.
There I learned – and there I bled,
Where every echo softly said:
“You were once this shadow here.
A whisper caught in yesteryear”.
The breeze of memory drifts behind,
Chasing footsteps, it cannot find.
It tries to catch the soul I shed –
But I have risen, forged ahead.
For each new step has shaped my flame,
no longer bound by yesterday’s name.
I walk as more than what I have been-
A thousand lives beneath my skin.
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Athens
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Bello tu escrito, lleno de sensibilidad 💕
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Muchas gracias ❤️
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A poem that only you with your sensitivity could fully express😜🌻
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Thank you 🌞
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