I Rest Assured

I am a moment of thought
A list of collected of moments
I am the things that I ought
And things of a rebel foment

I am never who I want
An ever-evasive breath
So I write my words in font
Free to rearrange in death

Read me how you have seen me
Or don’t utter another word
Allow my memory to be free
In death and life, I rest assured





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