Unfulfilled desires
Long dead in the emptiness
Of soul, lingers,
Still fresh - and murderous.
Unfulfilled desires
Freed long ago
Not anticipated, all still
A free mind lays bare - a heaven.
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Enigmatic, insightful..Your last line is very effective. Take care. Warm regards Sandra