I’m not quite sure
who I am.
The login to everything is the same
the books I read are still in place
the places I have been, plain.
The petals around the bud
shine bright
but they wilt away
as the sun abandons.
The simple resolution
would be to move and align
once again
with the sun.
If it was only
that simple.
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Great poem. Loved it!
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