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Softness speaks…

rose by any other namw
In the brutality
of what seems lost,
there’s a light
that is invitingly soft…

If I move knowingly
into its core,
will my mournful breath
be restored?

Will it hold me
when I cannot stand,
and ever so tenderly
take my hand,
to walk with me
into distractions,
where fluency
is carefully imagined…

and every fragment
of my marrow,
will turn my grief
into what is hallowed…

that when my tears
become lakes
I’ll dive into
evolved states,
To swim forever
in eternal oceans,
and completely mend
what’s been broken…



I am an unknown introvert who desires to touch the world with a little bit of magic...

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