Damaged Soul

Swirling winds of concern,
Sweep across my mind.

It seems nothing's been learned,
No answers can I find.

Magical moments belie my heart.
Unbelievable memories undulate.

Rememberences try to impart,
But uncertainty does accumulate.

Amnesia answers naught,
And desperation demands control.

Unavailable solutions are sought,
In the vortex of my damaged soul.

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