~

I’m losing everything that I’d gained before
And loss is only walking through an opened door
Closure brings a newness seldom few endure

See, I’ve been born before
Incarnate, so I am a wave upon a shore
Breaking, forming pure.

I’m taking nothing new yet I’m losing more
And emptiness is wealth, an alias of “poor”
Hold and then release and know that nothing’s sure

~

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