Okay I'm embracing it
great change, and pure change, and
this change: I can breathe
Almost time to pick up.
my feet, and my bags
So many directions
and lines
and connections
to places I was once secure
My anchors, drifting in antigravity
drifting in my past
no more new letters
no more new thoughts
no more new ideas
not here anyway
not now.
I wish I could write it out.
I wish I could mean my words.
again.
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