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Ties That Bind
Ties that bind
Sticky, twisty, winding
Searching for my own path
Can’t seem to find it
Where do I go from here
All roads lead to blindness
My highest self calling
pushing me towards kindness
Inner child whispering
Keep pushing forward
Like a rabbit using it’s hind legs
I push back, asking the universe to
Untie me, kindly, please so I can find me.
Monday 22nd April 2024 9:22 pm

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