thoughts,heaven sent

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I'm waiting here for rhymes,
Breathing and dreaming in these melodious times,
Where have all my words went,
my thoughts that heaven-sent,
Have I lost it in ignorance,
Or was I trying to act like them?


If I've  something to say,
It is that I've helped myself

 to heal through all my pain,

Dug for myself my way,
And
It is

 that at every step,

 I promise

to alter autumn into spring


Even if I have to do it
again and again.

shiza maryam

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