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Jul 2016
felt real
for I went near the mentor
I have always loved dearly
for we were allowed to ask any questions;
the line intensified and then it was my turn,
the clock was a ticking bomb to my heart attack--
I was panicking, thinking of a question to ask
then suddenly these words poured out,
"Ma'am, is it okay if I fall in love again?"
My mentor just looked at me,
and shrugged her shoulders with
a sigh of irritation.

Maybe it was a sign
that I was still
not
ready,
     to fall in love
     again.
I make it a habit to jot down my dreams as soon as I awake. Here is one.
yāsha
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yāsha  24/Non-binary/in a maze of words
(24/Non-binary/in a maze of words)   
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   GaryFairy
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