like an ocean breath
and not my own
what cause of it?
a sleepy mind scribbles dream's dreams
of a wind that blows me away
clear off the precipice

if it's a winter anywhere
i’m sending thank you cards to spring.
straight through this fog.

“The best day of your life is the one on which you decide your life is your own. No apologies or excuses. No one to lean on, rely on, or blame.”

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