Gabriel Gauci Maistre (Pieta, Malta)
A baggage so heavy and large
A baggage so hard to let go
You'd think it's simple to let go
Or maybe it is - But I just don't want to
So many things are packed in this bag
How can one simply let go?
Once you get attached - It's quite hard
But how does one detach?
It's like an addiction to cigarettes
One must first detox
And after several relapses
One can finally move on
But this is more than just an addiction
This is about a baggage attached too close to one's heart
A baggage like no other - One to keep
One which may not simply be replaced by another
I wonder if the day shall come
Where I am ever to find such a baggage to fill the void
Such baggages are indeed hard to come
But as they say - There are plenty out there
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