Poetry

Herein

I’ve felt every neuron humming
Every synapse firing
With both love and hate
Herein

I’ve held fractures and hope
Dreams and cynicism
In this heart
Herein

This body is a temple
It was razed and rebuilt
A testament to the strength
Herein

There are echoes in these halls
Dancing among the pillars of memory
I’ll always hold artifacts of you
Herein

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