then lead to something more.
it fizzed away to nothing
leaving room for imagination.
leaving room for time to do
what it does best.
there was a fire amongst the trees
burning deep within my chest.
it told me everything would
be okay.
just listen to the wind
just be still and trust
every puzzle will be figured out
even though we may be missing a piece
all will fall into place
all worrying and doubt began to cease.
i am me and nothing more
i am everything i am meant to be
and so much more.
(call me at a bad time, i will force
myself to remember the bliss of
a perfect moment and everything
will be bearable.)
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