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Foxgopher Oct 2016
Take a step
Breathe
Take a step
Off the edge

Fall free into the air
Nothing is up
Nothing is down
Floating in freefall

Wind meanders by
Your body speeds
To somewhere
But the mind is behind

The air has stopped now
Were you in distress?
Or did you imagine that?
Either way, you’re finished now

Falling ends at the bottom
Of the endless nether
The ground creeps up
Then your body assaults it

Laying on the concrete
Waking from a dream
Brush yourself off
And take a step off the edge
Atrisia Sep 2016
Wake me up, 

When the sun turns gray. I'm aware I'm dreaming For I walk through this realm without feeling its rays' resolve. 
When I hope the clouds would fly low and offer me a ride to another day.
When I've got time on my hands matching the things I have to do today,  but can't get the will to act until tomorrow.
When I need the world to pause for a minute,  and it feels like i'm falling behind. Running as if I were on a trendmill speaking but in a vacuum,  doing but having no effect

Wake me up to a perspective that sees it all, that know effort can't be measured at force value,  growth seizes to be about how tall you can get,  a perspective where life  sometimes goes in circle because you are trying to go too far yet home is living next door to you. 

#HesGotThis
When life is feeling empty and poetry saves you

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