shadows of rebirth

too many times, or perhaps not

enough times, I have crafted a new

veneer for this life, for my

persona, after all tomorrow is

another day, and another, and still

more. new beginnings collected in a firefly jar

of wishes to not be

me.

shadow upon faded shadow,

black and grey scars chronicling the

rises

and falls

of my gummed up gear filled phoenix.

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