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This Life
I think in my last lifetime I was somewhere soft
Somewhere that normalized peace
This life felt cold as soon as I entered the womb
This soul aches for a home that cannot exist in this reality
Not by lack of resources, but by lack of kindness
Although it has been colorful and full of excruciating pain and wonder
It has been lonely no matter how tightly I’m held
This life has broke me and built me back up again
But I feel my soul is soft and yearns for rest
Since a child, I’ve always had naps
But if I had peaceful past lives
My dreams don’t revive them
Only the strangeness, the coldness, this life .
Somewhere that normalized peace
This life felt cold as soon as I entered the womb
This soul aches for a home that cannot exist in this reality
Not by lack of resources, but by lack of kindness
Although it has been colorful and full of excruciating pain and wonder
It has been lonely no matter how tightly I’m held
This life has broke me and built me back up again
But I feel my soul is soft and yearns for rest
Since a child, I’ve always had naps
But if I had peaceful past lives
My dreams don’t revive them
Only the strangeness, the coldness, this life .
Published 22nd Oct 2024
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