Charms of the Flesh
They hang from my neck like reminders of innocence lost, never-had, regained; a life once-fully-immersed inside gems of blind degredation... and wonder now consumes me. A subtle patience fills me: one born and brewed long ago- detracted and derailed in a countless measure... but it now fills me. All has been tested. All has been tried but love unwavering- both staid and unconditional... and though the gems remain, they serve as a greater reminder: I was never what I had become. And now, I let that suffer and fade. And I can live above the charms- for I have been Remade. Jfw
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