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Apr 2018
I am a kaleidoscope of all the broken parts of me.
Everytime I move
My pieces fall into a different place.
I wake up a new person more often
Than anyone I know.
Stability is not in me.
I am a gentle rush of color,
Rolling around in this life.
Never meant to be put back together.
BlueBird
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BlueBird  35/Alberta.
(35/Alberta.)   
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   alwaystrying
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