spring

I balance on mossy ledges slick with alge and slim from the over intensifyed air.

My heart is open in it's entirety and my feet are left with no ground, and so I fall.. deep, deep, down until I am consumed with nothing but falling.

the world around me is thick with flailing branches and friends soft and tender smiles, knowing the pain of falling...

In my heart I know of a path.

I am uneasy in the arms of the lonely..

Only in my eyes does this world ever change.. my view is shrouded with my own imperfections and limited by my sight.

I am afraid to be left..

I am free and in this freedom comes the un-ending search for home.

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