Until space extended & became dated,
I knew that for some resolve I’d been created;
but, pushed into a mold,
they expected me to hold.
As for my individuality, they tried to crack it,
not knowing that I knew the locket
ain’t short of nothing 2 break
in order to get to the lake,
then Cut through a burning forest
where I’m no tourist.
Simply,
Friday
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Beautiful prose and it's also a beautiful thing to hear you're taking a break. I was worried for a minute that you had turned into the Energizer Bunny and had lifetime batteries or something! REST is the secret ingredient!
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