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Mar 2021
I open my phone to noise
I find peace in the silence between us
I open my heart to dream
My brain tears it up with nightmares
My throat aches for an ongoing scream
Music doesn't reach me
Everything is touching me at once and yet I am so alone
Floating in space, a forever changing soul
New to the world and hurt by it all
Invited by some yet welcomed to none
I am just another plank in this series of planes
The dimensions are parallel and nothing touches me
I'm untouchable and strong
Independent but altogether wrong
I dream and I wish and I manifest
And I will bring myself all the best
I love my body, its heart and its art
The flesh, the ink
I start to sink
I am more earth and bone
I am not nothing I am not mere
I am here
Not so far gone after all, but rather near
I'm grounded and sinking deeper
I'm buried and swaddled
I am my own keeper
I am here for a reason
But I will indulge myself in change, evolve with each season
I am that new soul that can be molded into anything
I melt between fingers and I use my own hands
I am my own creator
My wishes are demands
Full moon meditation, Mar 28, 2021
First poem of 2021
Andie
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Andie  28/F/USA
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