Your chest
becomes lightning
in the air,
when
I chant
your worries.
A stare
like waves
on the ocean,
when
it meets
your anxiety.
Jan 26, 2022
Jan 26, 2022 at 3:12 PM UTC
Your chest
becomes lightning
in the air,
when
I chant
your worries.
A stare
like waves
on the ocean,
when
it meets
your anxiety.
I will be there.
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