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Sometimes I seek
To be a little more
Than a mouse sliding past walls
Into sheltered corners,
Where I am safe.
I am no different fron most others.
But like others, I sometimes take
A swig of inspiration and seek
To be like the leaves
Hanging from branches,
Dancing seductively in the breeze –
Knowing well that their moments are few.
Why not?
Be and die.
Why not?
And then I curl into my corner
And wait for another day
To slide past the. walls.
This is lovely, ma’am. Beautifully relatable. <3 <3 <3 🙂
You word the ineffable and seemingly insignificant tragedies so wonderfully.
Thanks so much 💚
So beautifully put, ma’am💚💚
Thanksss 💚
so beautiful and relatable..the sparks of everyday courage
You put into words things we cannot really voice out. You do it beautifully.
The temporal and transient, the inane sound so beautiful.
Wow so beautiful and very relatable!
Awesome JP. Love it💚
Loved it
Beautiful and simple
Beautiful poem
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