Uprooted Assimilation

Uprooted Assimilation

 

Life’s bolded lines

Time blurred

Nest in memory

 

Canvases of glaringly

Different ilk, get tinted

In richer hues, eventually

 

Tadpoles from wells

Nurtured in fresh pastures

Rivet in richer timbres

 

Yet one can take a tadpole

Out of the well, but cannot fully

Take the well out of tadpole

 

Roots of bloodlines run deep,

Subterraneous veins flowing covertly

Petroglyphs of ancient memories

 

Life is full of déjà vu moments, feelings

Of affinity for total strangers~ events, it’s merely

Those subterraneous veins exposed in places

 

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