No matter that my heart sinks,
sighs, with the weight of skeletons-
paths I forgot to follow
have slowly sealed
rooms go unrecognised
for fear of change
and I cry at the uncertainty of rainbows.
All the daydreams I stole,
refusing to give them back
are stored as silver dust
and each day is a small breath.
(Eileen Carney Hulme)
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