If I could
I would,
catch in
leaves,
blow away in
a gust of wind.
vanish into
darkness,
forever lay
hidden in
the midnight.
Gather with
sparrows
preparing for
flight,
soar away into
the blue.
ride the tide
out to sea,
get caught up
in the waves.
forgetting,
move past
tomorrow.
If I could
I would.
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