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A little softer
a little stronger
a little more beautiful, please

Move gracefully
like a wind among the trees
With all the buzz and bliss not found in the city but in
the forest
Straight like planks of wood

awake
, alive, a drift,
reflections of true self,

visible no more

like grass buried under snow on your front lawn
fall from grace
how can I make myself less abstract?
how can I make myself less elsewhere?

what can I afford?

who?

Challenge
Fight
Be yourself, with or without their permission
beauty: attempts failed


 

Kate Norris

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