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Apr 2014
Alone.
Sitting
           silence
thoughts
   sift
      drift
         swim
            sink
THINK.

Here she waits
     thoughts muddled
emotions jumbled
self
   honesty
      to self
   myself
herself
yourself
    all perspectives
tell me
Why?

What is real?
wants
needs
desires
truth & lies
but
   be
      REAL

FEEL

live
   cry
      laugh
sing & dance
scream
      lungs filled
Let go,
      freedom
and
fear
but real, feel,

it’s okay.

Today.
Meg B
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Meg B  32/F/Washington, D.C.
(32/F/Washington, D.C.)   
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