I embrace nights
as they get darker
on busy moons
It helps me see myself
without reflections
0r mirror distractions
I walk alone, run
start to climb
my clipped wings
-a constant reminder
of forbidden destinations
I dispense with approvals
on facing
constant rejection
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I like the metaphorical gems contained in this, Reena. A strong spirit will always march us on.
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Thank you, Lisa!
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You’re welcome.
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It is hard … life is a struggle, but sometimes the alternative to climb is simply to fall.
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You are bang on. Thank you, Bjorn!
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I love the selflessness in this! Oh, to feel that free.
The wording here is divine:
“as they get darker
on busy moons”
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Thanks a ton!
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