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. ݁₊⊹ f o r I f l o a t a m o n g s t w a v e s. ݁₊.

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perhaps they be the days,

where water trickles

and sunshines starves,

that we should be wary for.

they feed us.

gluttony for a sad mind.

entirety as described by a particular

not sick;

deceased;

terminal.

the floating gloom presses pause.

our monotonous cycles break.

we feel strangely alive.

alive and strange.

a feeling so tender

so far.

to feel the breathing of the lumberous giants

their circular labours wasted on my broken lungs.

perhaps one day the sun will shine

and I shall stop breathing against walls;

the ache could stop

and we can love more than just the things that hurt us

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the fires below begin to burn my wing

so I fly faster to where the angels sing

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Sometimes I think I care more for the sway of the petals than the presence of the flowers

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fear in its essence is innate. it does not always conform to reason nor experience. it cares not for your growth nor your hope. fear is the chance to try again. to prove you haven't lost something. to prove you've gained something. however sometimes it acts more as a reminder. it's the ache of regret. the reminder we won't always be better. we faulter and fear is a milestone by which we can one day say we overcame that

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I discovered on May 31st that I love writing "May"

I realised on June 1st that I love writing months

Perhaps by July I'll find it an uninspiring task

Chance may have August reminding me of its pleasantry

I think there's something to be said about discovering unfounded appreciation right as the wind blows. Love gets swept up in the breeze; wraps around you.

Enveloped by "I wish I'd known then"

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I pick and prod and pull at my skin & lately I notice it moves with me.

I think we're both becoming less resistant to the passage of time.

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