so uncertainanother life
gleams through the curtain.
Distant memories
of a past forgotten.
Cling to fragments
of a time not trodden.
Tantalizing memories
that lead to clarity
that I can't quite grasp
and fail in disparity.
Clinging with desperation
whether fantasy or fact.
Now that I've glimpsed paradise
I can't turn back.
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