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Jun 2020
I am trusting the timing of my life
Letting go
and letting be
For once,
I allow the waves to crash over me
I’ll hold my breath
Stand tall and still
Embrace the rough waters
And love the time to ****

The universe will speak
And she’ll say it’s time
To grip back on
When to call him mine

I wonder about his face
And the smell of his shirts  
The way he combs his hair
And his past hurts

I hope he likes to dance
And plays with my hair
Laughs at my jokes
And deeply cares

Until then, goodnight.
TreyOctober
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TreyOctober  25/F/PA
(25/F/PA)   
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