I know that I am one journey from her side
one journey from taking that stride
I wish I had already gone that wide
pushed myself to reflect in tides
waves crashing each time I tried
to think about what I had inside
what i had left and not left behind
time to push,time to cry
do not let those feeling lie
in the hand of lullabies
singing to sleep my brain complies
all those reflections and their size
pushing on regimented lives
dancing and weaving, falling, dives
a routine life is what deprives.
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