Awareness of what the heart holds and what it doesn’t
What the body sustains and what it won’t
Over sediment of disappointments passed
Ahead of content echoes
Reassurance is unspoken
Because experiences calm the mind
From the abrasion of memories
That once sang with life
And though the body eventually heals
It is with the whole of conscience
That the elements continue to shape our skin
Into our older selves
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