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Great reflection on the state of things left and passion lost..

DoubleU = W

I.

Outside that window,

Grass growing tall about it,

Stands a garden.

Neglected and overtaken,

Alone.

II.

In the meadow is there,

A child’s ball left to lie,

Impressed into earth.

Color washed pale by sun,

Un-found.

III.

Lying deathly by roadside,

The bicycle’s rusted carcass,

Entangled in weeds.

Ne’er to be ridden again,

Unused.

IV.

Each left behind,

Memories, a past pursuit,

Forgotten games, trips.

Part of personal history,

Discarded.

V.

New endeavors found,

Sought after with delight,

While old delights die.

The present alive, past gone.

Forward.

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