Here Among These Ruins

I spend a lotta time
out here, in these ruins
made so soft with moss
and time’s unceasing flow

that rubs away
the razor edge
and dulls the sharpest
aching grief that haunts
and sanctifies those things
amidst the stones that sing
of glory here,
abandoned

and now
gently haunting
precious mourning
here among these ruins
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