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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