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I am not scared of leaves the ground will be littered but the chill i fear the wind of change the coming months carry i fear the next season of life and love loss and new beginnings departures from what i know what i find comforting faces i find familiar love that is easy warmth that i will try and recreate in a future i find bitter i resist change i continue to forget all that is coming all i must accept i live now as present as i can be i pretend i control my life that i am the ultimate decider of my fate but when i close my eyes settle between the sheets so warm familiar i am wrenched from my reverie the nest i have made in my covers is only sheets and blankets nothing can protect me from the coming time so i will sit and wait decidedly oblivious to tomorrow focused on today the life of the minutes ahead watching them expire and turn into the hours i dread i will learn not to fight it acceptance is a calm visage
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Oct 16, 2012
Oct 16, 2012 at 12:19 PM UTC
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I am not scared of leaves the ground will be littered but the chill i fear the wind of change the coming months carry i fear the next season of life and love loss and new beginnings departures from what i know what i find comforting faces i find familiar love that is easy warmth that i will try and recreate in a future i find bitter i resist change i continue to forget all that is coming all i must accept i live now as present as i can be i pretend i control my life that i am the ultimate decider of my fate but when i close my eyes settle between the sheets so warm familiar i am wrenched from my reverie the nest i have made in my covers is only sheets and blankets nothing can protect me from the coming time so i will sit and wait decidedly oblivious to tomorrow focused on today the life of the minutes ahead watching them expire and turn into the hours i dread i will learn not to fight it acceptance is a calm visage
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Oct 16, 2012
Oct 16, 2012 at 12:19 PM UTC
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