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Living
“I fell hard,
piece by piece I crumbled.
Life slowly fell into place.”
Life
grew into
me.
Like a flower,
I bloomed.
I became
a weed,
I live off living.
I leave
pieces of me
everywhere
I go.
Life moves
because I move,
it thinks because
I think.
Reality is possible
because I hold it inside
of my experiences.
I live
and life thrives
because I do.
© 2017 By AutisticPoet
piece by piece I crumbled.
Life slowly fell into place.”
Life
grew into
me.
Like a flower,
I bloomed.
I became
a weed,
I live off living.
I leave
pieces of me
everywhere
I go.
Life moves
because I move,
it thinks because
I think.
Reality is possible
because I hold it inside
of my experiences.
I live
and life thrives
because I do.
© 2017 By AutisticPoet
Published 16th Nov 2017
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