Vestiges Poem by Melanie Walendowsky Baker

Vestiges



vestiges
of whom I ought to be.
vestiges
of whom I've had to be.

slowly, so slowly
I waken to the dawn.
and there I find
all that I do wrong.

(Itajaí - 07 July,2009)

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