All losses restored and sorrow ends.

The rumblings that have lost sight ,

And silently got archived,

in the rubble , generated in evading time ,

Suddenly evoked in silent thoughts ,

Things past were dragged out as last resort ,

To enlivened the moribund status ,

Sighed at many phases,

Tackled/handled reluctantly in slumber,

That never led to culmination,

Now pressed to attain fruition ,

By honorably burying them ,

To extinguish there periodic recurrence,

Generating old woes new wail,

And summoned refreshing lore’s stored,

Difficulty in drowning in them, as become to aloof to them,

Gradually may restore without fore bemoaned moan,

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