Each feeling cast
in self-same die
lays upon the last
like earth over ancient city
recent emotion
recent emotion
suffocates the past
digging
through layers of life
preserved
how far back
are those moments
when my heart
like the Colosseum
stood so proud
sometime ago
from the relics of the past
budding feelings blossom
drawing strength from roots
that reach below
above it all
feelings turn away
from the relics of the past
and reach upward
to the air, rain, and sun
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