If I could be like
a pattern
consistent
(then maybe)
I wouldn't have
issues
(Forget the dusty old paintings
you yearn to paint again.
Meaningless.)
If I could do
so many things
I want to do
then maybe
I could breathe
easier...
(Forget the passion. The yearning
to try new things and the
desire to swim in beauty every
day of your life.)
Shut up.















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To see a world in a grain of sand,And a heaven in a wild flower,Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,An eternity in an hour.-William Blake
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~I am a poet~
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~I am a poet~
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