Stories Untold.

A million lives is what I've had
Chances to be whole unlimited
Ways to learn galore
So many stories will go untold.

Like when every race failed
That was the time humanity almost died.

Or perhaps the love that was lost
For self suppression
Because of wordless hurt.

The souls that died to save one life
Their other half
Who were soon to perish from the pain

The child that never got to save the world
Because she chose to end it
To save herself the pain of saying goodbye.

Perhaps the hermit that hides in the woods
Could have a tale or two
But he can not talk
Because society cut him so deep
He lost the ability to speak

The best for last
The one that was sent to save each life
When it was time for this world to cleanse!

Rest peacefully broken souls
One day all of your stories will be told.
But by then I'll be so old...
It may fall on death ears.

FEAR NOT
I always return.

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