My Life

My decaying spirits,
with quietness and beauty
where kindness matures and
the thoughtless youth
contains a feeling of aching joy.
The solitary walk towards
the dwelling place, where all
sweet sounds and harmonies heal
tainted memories and years of
this life.

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