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  Jan 2019 Noonwine
Coob
Have you ever felt so lost,
that even if you wanted to be found,
you couldn't describe where you were?
Stranded on an island in which the waters
that surround you are created by your own mind.
You can try to swim away,
but the waves carry you back every time.
On the occasion a boat will pass,
but you won't let it close enough to save you.
You're stuck and alone,
writing poems in the sand.
2:02 AM
  Jan 2019 Noonwine
Gods1son
If they break your pencil,
Make two out of it

If they place stumbling block on your way,
Make steps out of it

If they say sh*t on your name,
Make manure out of it

If they throw stones at you,
Make sculpture out of it

The negativity is theirs
What you make out of it is yours
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