An Estranged Today

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An aroma of yesterday spreads,
Like fluttering sheets of warmth,
Knocking at the sheaths
Covering the tenderness of nostalgia.

What does it mean to live in the past,
To breathe in the bygone hurts,
Be drenched in the bliss of history,
Unaware of the momentous present.

Let me bathe in sunlight long gone,
Dripping with droplets of acid-free rain,
Imagining today not being as hollow,
Full of hope, and without any strain.