Vision blurred in a tired haze
a white rabbit flickers by.
A fleeting glance his way,
and the tears slowly start to fade.
A childlike faith reappears
with hope of a day minus the misery.
For a brief moment he stills,
capturing me with his sorrowful eyes.
Locked for an endless lapse of time,
the world I see in his intense stare.
My heart so torn and tattered,
collapses under the pressure of accountability.
This worn, battered little bunny,
bound by love, unconditionally.
With a start, the bond is frayed,
and slowly I start to fade into the dusk.
His vision blurred in a tired haze.
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