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 Jun 30
Maddy
You did not fit in
Was not worth trying again
You not only did not fit the mold
You were not welcome
They would never understand.
You never wanted them too
So alone you stood
Alone became loner
Had to let yourself go to find yourself
Are you satisfied?
You broke the mold
Had to let yourself go to know
 Jun 30
Bekah Halle
I hold this space
For you to be —
Vulnerable and wholly.
I hold the space
When you stumble,
I come alongside,
on bended knee,
So that I can see —
Your bright future in my eyes.
I tell you what's ahead
It's more exciting than you can imagine —
I encourage you to look up
And out,
And live with no regrets.
Isn’t that what it's like to love?!
 Jun 30
Traveler
I must shut you off for now.
It’s summer time
and the river is calling loud!
The canopy and undergrowth
are a diversity of unending floral.
Not many people roam these woods
just me and the squirrels!
I waste no time pulling weeds,
my garden has grown massively!
Life so alive day and night
Been bit and stung
by every bug in flight,
still it feels so right
cool river water
hot summer day
may the water flow your way!

Get out there before it snows..
Traveler Tim
 Jun 30
Bekah Halle
In You, I am alive —
In You, I can try; thrive —
In You, I can create,
In You, I know my fate —
In You, I can fail.
In You, I can see all,
Now, truly.
 Jun 29
Nylee
isn't it strange, that you meet yourself in different people, in new faces,
The person you witness and become, the imprint remains
It is part of you, subdued but brewed like cyclonic wind
Decode others with empathy, look beneath the eyelids
The door to the soul, it looks just like mine
From the exterior, what is, all these coverings?
We have hidden the warmth quite beneath everything.
 Jun 29
Maddy
Peace
Honesty
Respect

Real Understanding
Acceptance
Apologies
Current state of affairs is heartbreaking
Enough is enough
Change for the better is needed and necessary
Remaining positive and calm
No need for downers and ignorance
Moving forward
The past that Private Bone Spurs lives in is yesterday
He lives in his world and the past
The prejudice and conservatism makes me sick
Buckley meant well but opened the door for The Grand Orange
William B was before my time but his impact felt still
Someday, Someday it will get better for all
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