Can I not write few words that mirror my joy and fears?

Falling leaves in autumn n’ faraway haunting cheers

Buried in my grave, silent vows and dried-up tears.

 

Can I not write few words that show the debt I carry?

Without aboard a sailor, a solitary wandering ferry 

Paths through the mountains, sunkissed, bright and tarry

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