A Wish

I wish I knew more than I used to

This gap in knowing belongs to me

And in it, I see ice and glory, stories

Oh!

Stories of yesteryear

How I long for those times

When twice I lived

And not more than that I slept and danced and…

This lull shan’t be the end of me

I have yet to start my upward trajectory on the hill

Behind the courtyard where I lived

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