When crabs get too big for their shell
They find a new shell
A new start.
Maybe when we grow
And we no longer can grow in that situation
We have to move out
Into a new environment
In order to grow
To give us a new start.
~ maybe we have more in common with hermits then we think.
- G
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Train rides and oceans
PoetryA poetry book: heartbreak, love, healing, growth, time. A tale of my life In short story like poems A shift in my focus Rebalance - G
