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[Bunx]

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It's hard to remember the pain
my last moments one home ago.
People say healing is linear
ponder the same for shame.

Time distorts past wounds.
Everything hurt before exile.
Young are always moving
old souls stay and remain.

Harsh winds against nearby leafs
sound like waves on the beach.
Maintenance of the mind 
is not for the adventurous.

Watching yourself sitting down 
judging only for a moment.
Things are the way seem
shaming myself for imagining.

Waking up remembering why 
yourself is an afterthought.
Regretting the mistakes made
the mentality of being sane.