Readjusting
An empty heart is a relief
Passion is a devil
it overturns everything
Pushes us into the middle of the road
Into the stretch of the forest snake infested
An empty heart is a blessing
Rearranged to meet the open days
Beaches calling for a sea
Sandy miles no sign of the water
Blessed salt water
Passion leaves us bone dry
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