You are always free to return…

(not my photo - just one I loved)

    • TomJoad@lemmy.tfOP
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      1 year ago

      Perhaps, you and I, in the wavering flux…

      Perhaps so sloshed from the quick-hit buzz that a gritty clean start is the only high left.

      A jagged split in the sodden wall…

      The sadness breaks to release new life…

      Shackles snap in a burst of speed… Mustangs gallop in the mountain grass…

      Too many years spent hesitant… We forgot that sprinting is the purpose already…

      A growing new vision about what is real…

      Free again in the land beyond I.