On sorrows'wings I journeyed to a land where I had never been.
Each loss was undiscovered country, landscapes I had never seen, mountains I had never climbed.
I had taken a journey past familiar landmarks I missed, and memories that were past.I had buried the familiar stories and neglected the happiness, which lay buried deep beneath the earth, only now and then pushing to the surface.
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nice prosaic poem................