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Wounds of liberation
Imagine being totally untethered
After feeling chain linked
I feel split
That part removed
That half is trying to renew
But it hurts
To grow scab over wound
Missing you is mourning you
Leaving you is still losing you
And I’m just as lost
As I made you
If it could be
I would make it be
Should I be chain linked again
I would make it good
Should ...
Monday 27th March 2023 3:24 pm
Metamorphous
You’re right
3 years ago, I viewed frogs as aliens
Now I wonder whether they’re angels
Months ago, I hated the sound of songbirds
Now I write their songs
I tweet along
Everything I did, I did do
It still was
Even if it no longer is
Whatever I am
I still am what I was
Even if I no longer am
You’re right
I was right and now I’m left
But the person I was hasn...
Tuesday 1st February 2022 11:42 am
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