poem | kikicarr.com

Flow through the haze
Flow through with ease
The sun rises
And so, the moon
The fog will fall
Becoming dew
To feed fauna

For writer’s sake
I am not what I mean.
When you awake
And I am me
Will you and I forsake?

And me, my own
My soul’s embrace
To walk through fire
At my own pace
To see the birth
Upon my face
Would help me stand
In time and place.

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