exceptional

Searching for her I washed the stars

Rinsed them all

Woke with my eyelids covered in petals

I had a dream. It wasn’t any sleep. It was an awaking

You mentioned me to the beginning

And I dropped her breath in the ocean

Sky Mother: when will I not be folded in your hills?

When will I fall from this line?

Author: K L

Just having a human experience like everyone else.

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