I will meet life at a pointwhere I finally embracemyselflike a new acquaintancesans preconceived notionswithout a carefor public opinionor a legacy-yet the footprintswill speak louderthan those squeaky shoesI discarded in a previous version Quadrille Monday at dVerse
Do you recall the first time they said you are badyou were just being yourself, with no benchmarks setYou did not know what was good, hence, it was so sadpainful awareness of expectations unmet those voices got together to sound like thunderthose blaming fingers merged into fistfuls of hateclouds of fear gathered, with resentment deep … Continue reading Homecoming
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