Echos of a faded past
Bewildered fate to shortly last
Only to begin anew once more
Memories lost on a distant shore

A shattered reflection in murky water
Appears to be what it once was
Not exact, but still intact
Realizing what the process does

Thoughts are not becoming clear
but one thing understood is fear
Fear of death, of loosing ground
Losing grip when once been bound

Glancing upon the shattered reflection
A soul that once was and isn't as much
Realizing that one needn't seek perfection
But must once again become in touch
 
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