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boost.
my father has a saying
"there's two ways to have the tallest building,
you can knock all the others over
or you can build your's tall."
boost,
don't knock.
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um, I have I have on idea what to call this.
tiny hopes
big dreams
a life I'm planning already
around something so unsteady
who knows where you will take me
but baby
wherever it is
I'm ready. -
not really sorry.
I'm sorry
yes
I did eat all of the candy
and yes
I'm not really sorry at all.
deal. -
winter can be mean
frosty flakes flutter
in a delicate dance of death
to the gray slush covered ground
cheeks are rosy and red
like apples in fall
fall they do
fall down on the ice -
quiet togetherness
water flows
wind blows
outside in the cold
as our hearts spin stories
by the old worn fireplace
the world turns
and the fire burns
while your hand rests in mine
writing poems in our minds -