Poetry

World Undone

A fragile thought,

was promptly taught,

to let itself unwind;

you caught the breath,

before it left,

a self-discovered mind.

Behind the set,

the Luna met

a chance of rising sun;

its canvas hung,

a world undone,

for us to fixate on.

Majestic sighs,

now challenge why,

the climb is half the fall;

this feeling lends

its healing and

restraint to lose it all.

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