When I said my life was over …

… I actually meant it’s just beginning.

… I actually meant a new one is on the arising.

… I actually meant I can now see my way through.

… I actually meant not it was all ending 

but, rather, that something else quite renewing 

is goddamn anewing my soul!

And it’s not I don’t need other people any more;

it’s just that the idea of living alone

is bringing me back home 

to my-

self and my-

dears and 

my tears no longer lied; 

no linger

cried.





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