There is no such thing as starting over
To start over, to start fresh
Really means to store the old bones
In a great chest to be towed along
Starting over is to be weathered
And worn -- weary of the trifles of the world
Setting upon a new path is simply to
Continue along onto a bending in the road
What I once believed of the hope in starting anew
Is now a recognition of the spectres
And ghosts that haunt me in the dead of night.
M.M.
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