Where is it you think that I've gone?
The deep end
or some place beyond.
Seeming a bit more withdrawn
listening to different songs.
Back in no time or taking too long.
Movement through all of the prongs.
Crab walk turned into a swan.
Trials that I've undergone
No longer being their pawn.
Finding the place my Soul belongs.
~Ruby L.S.~
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Author:
Introverted Sage (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 28th, 2023 01:16
- Category: Reflection
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