Oct 2015
little one
huddled, hiding
in that place
i only ever arrive at
by spiraling
why is it that you fear
everything?
come out.
It may hurt.
It may not be safe.
But here
you can uncurl.
huddled, hiding
in that place
i only ever arrive at
by spiraling
why is it that you fear
everything?
come out.
It may hurt.
It may not be safe.
But here
you can uncurl.
(clarkston ga)
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