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unable to let go of it
to not reach out and want but only to touch it
slowly

lost emptiness only smiles into the now
unashamed we move past the void

into the sane

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without a home
not fixed as the root seems
never feeling alone

opening

to find a goal
shaped passed a measure once thought
freedom of moment

to sleep

and to dream of

seeking

perhaps it is only given in small doses.
never freed,
allowed to be whole.
pieced together by soft touch.

wet with alone its peace a happiness alive.

facing never pain
i am