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Sounds like a cadence call while traveling through the forest of concrete. How we can get lost so easily even when we know where we are. Our heads are balloons, they break free sometimes.
Tight rhymes within this little gem. Great read, Bat.-
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Thank you Styxian, They are really like balloons i agree!
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Read MoreThe moon glowed.The wind softly flowed.And it's been a long night shift. Night and day drift.And at the end,the moon goes to rest.In its very own little space. It calls it,the moonscape.It never arrives late.And it offers the moon a food...
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The sense of outside, of otherness in this so so palpable. It definitely reminds me of moments when I felt on the outside looking in. I remember days when it was YOU who stopped by to reconnect me to the world. You expressed it so perfectly, Brenda 🧡