amongst the whispering stones
i search my soul
for crumbs of peace
hansel on the trail
of a med free life
a modern day nirvana
here amid
the marble and brass
lie the bones of generations
some withered flowers
and empty words
left to mark their passing
can they sense my anguish
can they taste
the salt of my tears
or am i but a shadow
a dust filled memory
of a world long forgotten
4 weeks ago
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