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Jan 2022
all my matches burned out
i yearned for one last fire to be lit
my nights are now dark
and i don't know where i'm going
where's that spark i once had
that brightened up a whole village
that drove my passion wild into greatness
now i wait on a dreams gone to the grave island
looking up at the empty dark starless sky
i wait for the tied to come in
so i can feel the water touch my feet
and retreat from this hopes all gone feeling
follow the sea back to where my fire burned so bright
back to where i can find my fire
Feeling like I'm not as passionate for the things I love like I used to be. After lockdown I felt no motivation to work hard anymore and I miss the feeling of spending hours doing the things I loved. I want to find my drive again for succeeding.
MadeleineBarnham
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MadeleineBarnham  20/F/Sydney
(20/F/Sydney)   
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