The Return Of Past Poem by Wangchat konyak

The Return Of Past

That which I thought
I had safely buried away —
Resurface from the abandoned grave,
Despite the efforts to eliminate it.
That which my own hands had dug,
Dealt and put to rest —
Has returned unblemished and intact
To haunt my very existence.

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