Grace
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You know
how the wind carries everything?
Forgotten dandelions
untold secrets
withered dreams
and such?
One day
I can envision you
flying above the winds
soaring the skies
flapping your torn wings
making high arcs
in the air
the wind obliged to carry you
if you were to fall
You were always terrified
of turbulence
You don't need to dear,
because you are the turbulence;
the shore
you unsettle my seas
but know
all these waves
keep racing to you.
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©VioletEden
