Many many moons ago
is what they always say.
Referring to the life they’ve lived
up until today.
I look back upon my past
remembering too far.
I cannot speak of many moons
instead I speak of scars.
Pain and hurt is what I’ve lived
from memory number one.
So many dark and dirty things
none of which I’ve done.
The healing process has begun
I’ll take it day by day.
I may not reference many moons
but, of triumph, I will someday.
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