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 Jun 9 Maria
Jimmy silker
The first time I felt betrayed by creation
Was when I first was able
To get it straight in my head
That I will not be at my funeral.
 Jun 9 Maria
Blue Sapphire
The walls that are
invisible to the eye
are the hardest
ones to break.
 Jun 9 Maria
Bekah Halle
Roar...
Wild, uninhibited: free.
Living authentically me.
Ready for more?

Moving beyond fight, fleeing and freeze,
To green pastures,
Living beyond disasters,
In peace, free to feel the gentle breeze.

Risk...
Pulses surge,
New thoughts emerge — 
There are no boxes to tick.

Reward...
Works expanded,
Creativity flows,
Freely as the wind blows,
I move, no longer stranded.

Just freedom to be,
Imperfect, in deficit,
Out of control: incomplete.
Opening up to unforeseen possibilities.
This poem was inspired by a prophecy spoken over me.Enjoy
 Jun 8 Maria
alia
I named the clouds just to feel known,
told secrets to a skipping stone.
The wind replied with riddles sweet—
I laughed, alone, on crowded streets.
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