Hold me closely,
to your chest.
When you are near,
is what feels best.
If I should falter,
in this war.
Bury my bones,
somewhere dear.
Does This Mean I’m Moving Forward?
February 11, 2021
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You passed the test,but you don’t remember.Seasons changing,it’s always December.Clean the stitch,until you feel better.Go through the gate,until you you figure,what it’s all about. I wish
