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You Dreamt.

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Did they every tell you would grow up?

Did they ever tell you to dream?

Did they ever tell you to never get high?

You grew to a new you,

You dreamt a dream of no return,

You got high, higher than high,

Did they tell you to smile?

Did they tell you to sing?

Did they tell you to think?

You smiled despite parasites,

You sang to stay afloat,

You thought it’d never end,

But it did.

It ended.

You grew.

You let go.

Amen.

Namaste.

 

 

Pressure

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Eyes on me for a

lack of pressure?

As one day it was,

Combusting,

Pressure of thee,

as to see,

Truth of the

hidden,

Hate and lies,

Pressurized to be

unpressured,

Eyes on me for a

pressure of change,

If not today,

then tomorrow….

#bethechange

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Why Write?

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I write to escape reality

Or does reality nudge me to write?

I write to transform emotions into poems

Or do poetic vibes transform me into emotions?

I write to make sense of it all

Or does sense make me write?

I write to be one with the vibes

No “or”, I just do….

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