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Earthing

and so I dream of taking
every bit of myself
to the woods, where
I will find the parts of me
that are still whole,
still connected to everything;
where the sun on my face
invigorates my bones and
the smell of pine and moss,
the texture of earth and detritus,
fills my weary soul to bursting;
there, I am not broken or
found wanting by schedules
or living a life meant for others;
there, I am free

Written by LunaGreyhawk (Miss_Jenn_Leigh)
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