Fated Hours

A desire
the heartstrings play a new melody
or an old melody on different strings

The desire won’t wait,
yet the deep winter night holds
stories and mysteries

A fool,
such matters were never my own
By design

An insect amongst billions
such a fool
icons clouded my vision

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