Historical memories bleed with emotional tenacity.
Heavenly remembrances of a divine capacity.
Times of change equate to days, months, years of more of the same.
To imagine is to again see the heat that the present has tamed.
Recognition without paying the initial admission.
Understanding my process without erroneous decisions.
I just want what I can't have, to "remagine" a former existence.
My heart desires as my body perspires, oh I pray for repentance.
-Yung Urban
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