Gone
Even when I check
Gone
Struck
Removed from the scene
Without fire
Pricks
Stabbing hearts and souls
Gone
Beauty going through it
Learning to discover
What is here
Everywhere that isn’t
Thankful
Seeing new layers
Peeling back
Colors present
While the looking around
Is gone
Hesitating no longer
Letting go
Inch by Inch
Line by line
Moment by moment
Gone
Hazy Acres 
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