
I swear
I don’t
Hold on
To things
Blinding
Myself
To letting
Them go
Never looking
Over my shoulders
Bounding into fields
Leaving marks
Picked up
As I remember
All I’ve lost
Time and time again
Things I’ve put down
And smiled at
Filling my belly
Night after night
Never enough
Flying past you
Always you
Sure you’ve slowed your production but you are still producing quality.
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You are too nice, thank you 🥰. Lots going on, I’ve been writing, but just not feeling everything that comes out of me. I guess it shouldn’t matter, but for some reason it does…c’est la vie 😉. Hope you have been well.
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