Genesis

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In the marrow
Of my eternal discomfort
There lies a shallow breath
Unwilling to leave the gullet
Lingering like an ancient echo
It reverberates for miles and miles
Within the narrow slopes
Of my skeleton
Carrying the complete wisdom
Of my everlasting desire- a yearning so vast
That even the ocean shrinks
At the thought
In all of the days
Of my tedious existence
To address its precious origins
I’ve been using a strange moniker
That none could decipher
I’ve been calling for it by a word
So unworthy
That it did not dare to face me
Until now…

Tonight, I called it by your name
And, blood rushed to the head
When it finally turned
Towards me

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