In the years of trial, something fragile in me died.
My soul turned to flint; hardened by experience
And bitter winds of time. I searched for healing signs.
I tried to recall dreams of childhood innocence.
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Trials and tribulations for one and all who choose to read, digest and then take stock of their lives. A poem rich in detail ending on such positive high moral ground. Five stars and more than worthy of them. A poem I will reread and enjoy once more. Thank you Dominic and will re double my efforts tomorrow eve'.