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Fractured due to —
Difficulties life wrought.
Damage cracked; leather skin, lips torn,
He aches for sleep, to wash, and renew himself.
To slay his hideous demons,
They haunt him, every step.
No rest, he’s too —
Satisfied; free —
For him to chose his trails,
To beam in personal glories.
Life’s pinnacle, his wild dreams, finally,
Found fruition; until he fell,
Soul keening in ash.
No desire for —
As yesterday’s wrongs haunt;
No escaping his palled fears.
Thinks he can’t measure up as he once did.
Bitter life’s high-points cost him dear.
Voice silenced, will fading;
Ashamed; his pain,
Distorted as —
He slurps canned food, silver —
Cutlery from his Nan, most sold to live.
Survival his concern, laughter gone;
He’s wilted, rose petals of dust, a ghost;
No will, no path, hope to —
Restore life’s old,
Man weathered prays,
Forgetting God hears, listens —
To fervent Hail Mary’s, begging for —
A chance, an opportunity.
To find life beyond dusty roads, his bike;
Seeking grand possibilities.
To have life flourish once,
More, reaching to —
Soaks him fast.
A shower well needed,
He’s determined for renewal.
Trims off his wild beard, foam heals;
Now, his plans are clear; he blossoms.
Back home she’s thrilled; he’s here —
Returned; her own —
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