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Nov 2023
Sometimes I want to runaway,
sometimes I want to play,
sometimes I want to go
back in time to when
smile’s and happiness
was common.

As time grinds,
the winds of my life blow
and weather my heart
and my childhood
withered like a rose.

Change chases me,
it wraps itself around everything
as I watch the seasons
shake their gowns
blooming, falling to
the ground.

My spirit is left naked wondering in the
forest of chaos.

Dreams allude me,
wishes forgot about me,
and the stars fell without me.

I am leftover bursts of energy,
there are dusty dreams
in between my footprints
I left in the sands of my life
as I walk this plain of experience.

Like dust in the wind,
I am a fading star
leftover from the big bang.

Yet I am still blooming
and
I have so much more to offer.

©️ 2023 By Amanda Shelton
Amanda Shelton
Written by
Amanda Shelton  37/F/Bakersfield California
(37/F/Bakersfield California)   
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