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roadtripping into the hazy abyss
when I lost
the will to speak
then the rivers
flowed too deep
once I was a child
who knew
why we had to start
anew
the boughs
of this tree
a burnt
memory
the outline
of this house
nostalgia
headed south
now there is a place
for me
love has finally
set me free
the will to speak
then the rivers
flowed too deep
once I was a child
who knew
why we had to start
anew
the boughs
of this tree
a burnt
memory
the outline
of this house
nostalgia
headed south
now there is a place
for me
love has finally
set me free
Published 1st Nov 2020
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Beautiful awakening, Poet. 🙏💙
In all honesty the spoken part detracted from the actual message. So I cut it off and simply read in the silent beauty of it.
In all honesty the spoken part detracted from the actual message. So I cut it off and simply read in the silent beauty of it.
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- Edited 18th Nov 2021 8:45pm
2nd Nov 2020 3:08pm
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19th May 2021 4:21pm
