There was once a time,

filled with hope,

bound by the pride within,

that I knew of me,

of the treasures and the many

yet not so common daily pleasures,

that I was allowed to share with you.



Now, an empty shell remains,

hoping to be filled,

trying to reach out,

and embrace the inner pearl once more.



If only I could.

Penned by my hand on the 25th of Arios, in the year 168 MA.