Dormant

Some time ago fluttering butterflies inhabited my heart. Now they lie dormant in this desolace. Once overrun with garnet rivers, have since dried up, a desert in need of rain. This drought has caused all that was alive in me to wither away. But I have hope that the hidden roots can once again be watered and grow again.

~heart & soul~

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