Walking Stick

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I'm whittling away the walking stick
Carving lines deep into
What's meant to hold me
I'm keeping it weaker
So I can stand on my own
Even though my
Bones are broken.

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I have a poem I want to share so badly but then everybody is gonna know exactly who my crush is grrr

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