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Apr 2019
I use to sneak down as a kid
My body could walk even if I was sleeping
Safe to take myself back to bed

As a baby vivid memory
Could not escape my crib
Morning came awake in the middle of them
Care givers ether side

Later memory
Unable to rest
A window display
Goldfish swim in the invisible water
The flow makes my lids heavy and low
Relaxing to the night
Swimming into peace

Even now if in a place of disharmony
When eyes stream and dreams feel out of reach
A hand holds out for me
Feeling the fingers lace my own
A warm comfort even in agony
The softness caresses skin and bone
Love is home
Kate Rebecca Hopwood
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Kate Rebecca Hopwood  38/F/Liverpool
(38/F/Liverpool)   
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