The same rushing water thunders through the trees
A brilliant orange fills the sky with the tiring sun
A scene so familiar, yet so much has changed
One year ago I sat with a paper and a pen
Writing words of emotions foreign and new
Proclaiming freedom so full of hope
But that was then and I have learned change
Feeling lost in a constantly spinning world
Drowning in an ever-rising ocean
Losing my way, I cannot breathe
How did one year get so far away?
I long for those feelings again
Reading with hope of restoration
But for now I am empty and alone
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