There is sorrow
folded upon my breast
in waves
until the day
that craves
release
from its clasp
release me wilderness
into the night air
whence i was borne
and once belonged
release me into song
into the ancient melody
that made my blood and bones
ignite
upon the journey
upon this flight
release me to love
to truth
to every beautiful tear
that falls
i am yours
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