Nostalgic Corners

These are the trappings

haunting my everyday,

these are the joys without love

the spiritual basis

drawn by natural consequence.

These are the fears,

that when shadows reappear

a smilar reckoning speaks

to each moment

like yesterday, today,

in the moment of now,

we seek some fortune in wisdom,

yet these are the trappings.

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