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When the rust gets cleaned away,
Soon enough, everything will fade,
Excruciating pain, that will soon drift away.
Finally free of the ghost of yesterday;
With no more need to wonder why,
With wings that finally learn to fly
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Ghost of yesterday
viicinder
Summary:
a continuation of my old poem, about new beginnings!
Notes:
i love writing whenever im bored lol, a continuation of one of my other poems
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Notes:
hello!!! this one is pretty short XD- once again, kudos isnt needed but really appreciated!! :3