As dawn breaks,
I think of the life
I once lived
years prior,
Living in the city
that never sleeps,
Learning my purpose
and creativity,
Sharing poetic bonds
with kindred connections.
That purpose still
dwells within, even with
A change of city,
and bonds growing distant.
I still thread my
poetic life,
Never wanting the
pattern to cease.
01/17/2018
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