This journey
This journey may wash away
the soil that cocoons my roots.
I may drift downstream
bumping into other loose
wild things.
Only resting
when the waters
slow down.
Find a new place
that gives me hope
and space to
dream.
the soil that cocoons my roots.
I may drift downstream
bumping into other loose
wild things.
Only resting
when the waters
slow down.
Find a new place
that gives me hope
and space to
dream.
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