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back to this same moment
every time but always
different some, different
much. round and round.
(i'm) tired and deflated
(i'm) scattered and frustrated (i'm)
escaping and avoiding
 my grief in screen
 and  moving ideas that
end up my brain.
i will write the words for strangers to read.
i'll get back on my bike.
i'll start again with breath and being.
i'll dream up and live my life.







◄ into it it

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