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Once a part
of something more,

now a detached
floating feather,

once attached
to many others,

now the wind alone
my saving grace,

restrictions gone
conditionings broken,

a dream comes back
to tempt the future,

endings inevitable
can still be beginnings,

a one in a million
is still a good odd,

and a poet looking
for a brand new quill,

is all i need
to begin anew,

at the earthy end
of this liberating fall.

© vidursahdev 2020

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