There are some words,
That you feel when you hear.
I felt them today,
As I felt them last year.
It brought a tear to my eye,
And a burn to my heart.
Last year it was an omen.
Was today a start,
Of a personal journey,
Or just a comforting hug?
Have seeds now been planted,
In the earth that was dug,
Below my feet - this unstable ground.
You have to be lost,
To then be found.
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