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Disillusion

I no longer chase men
Or strive to tie a broken string
This heart will not set sail again
On the ocean that took them away
Nor will I mirror past mistakes
For I have come to admit:
Whatever leaves, leave.
Whatever stays, stay.

© 2017 Maria. All Rights Reserved.


In response to Poets United Midweek Motif: Mirror hosted by Sumana and  and MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie’s Photo Challenge #157 by Nekneeraj. Also an allusion to The Daily Post: Acceptance.

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