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Jan 2020
I found myself
I found myself and ran away

Gliding through the days when
I worried about anything
to everything

One does not know when
they are breaking
until detour looms over

to try to sneak you in

Riding past the days when
I worried about nothing
to something

One knows when
they are healing
until detour seeks no more

to try and peek in

I find myself
I find myself and walk away
Strength enables you.
January 12, 2020
Written by
violavics  25/Texas
(25/Texas)   
108
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