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Brianna Lee Dec 2017
Our time together
is much like winter.
Brisk.
Brianna Lee Dec 2017
I am
Tree trunks, home base, hard rain.
Dark days.
Wild fire.
Blue skies.
Emerald eyes.

I am racing thoughts.
Violent love.
Morning sun.

I am not done.
Gas pedal.
Unsettled.
Laughter.
New chapters.

Leaps and bounds,
Lost not yet found.
Steady.
But uneasy.
See me?
I do.
I am.

— The End —