I'm trying to activate myself from a slumber where my mouth is shut and eyes wander. Flutter about like a leaf with no bother. I greet you with joy & an emptiness inside. Give me time, give me space, give me quiet. There's no goal where I'm alone with wounded pride. I can see now where it's gone wrong & what I can do right. If it's up to me, I'd still go the extra mile.
Come down.
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