Over with dilapidated,
outcast of past,
needless to regret,
over sentimental erosion,
deplorable skeletal wreaks,
amendable with back steps,
Cognisant of perceptible,
hands of kindliness,
and hopeful disposition.
This day is nothing,
like others,
glide of soaring wings,
against the winds,
Over the sea waters,
a breakthrough,
is needed just,
with passage of time
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Cognisant of perceptible, hands of kindliness, and hopeful disposition. Rachel Ann Butler