Shame’s Cold

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The mist of yesterdays
brought cold shame,
Enveloping memories
sang tales of a loss.
I sat brooding upon the things
Said and done.
Wondering where or if I had gone wrong…
Today’s warmth brought no solace
As the nights were spent in Shame’s cold embrace.
Days and nights pass,
stretching the distance between the mist and me. Vast…
And without the mist….
The crevices come in sight.
Healing wounds in warm daylight.

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