The remnants of shattered hopes lay strewn around me as if awaiting to be resurrected suddenly. The cruel irony; I was utterly broken without even knowing — I was listless as I was drowning. I was taken by beauty and ecstasy with heavy breathing. Thoughts of beautiful intimacy taunt me, causing restless craving. Once again, I am alone when the walls close in. I tearfully pray to glide on the glory of an angel’s wings. I arise in the darkness before dawn to hear morning birds sing, seeking the genesis of an intimate awakening. 

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