Friday, January 31, 2020

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I'm at that age where
loss becomes a regularity
and not a rarity
where stories still start
with once upon a time
but never quite make it
to happily ever after
where dreams fly south
for the winter but decide
they like it slower and
warmer and easier
and never come home to roost
and here I am still
sitting in my nest
just trying to figure out
if my wings are strong enough
to carry the miles of unfinished drafts
that weigh me down

~VoodooRue (5/1/2017)

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