Maalaa Gone

Oh! How i miss my beads
of turned wood and seeds,
Hoping a friend was right
Removed them, change me they might.
Said they held back, didnt let me be
Or allow to do and possibilities see.

Well nothing changed,no feeling no thought,
Only more disoriented I got,
I wish i hadn't had them thrown,
atleast again, they could be worn.
But alas! they've gone, two years now
I let it happen... I don't know how!

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