Poetry

It’s windy

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Photo by Daniil Lobachev on Unsplash

Outside and like my life I would nice for it to just blow some things around.

Until maybe it would be in better shape then it is right now.

The things that are set in stone will be blown around and for once I would welcome a mess in my life.

Something to do for right now it feels like I’m moving around in circles and nothing seems right to me.

I’m running out of steam but I have to keep moving even when I just want to scream enough is enough.

But I know my moment in the wind won’t last and so back to the same old things in the hope of finding the right path for me.

Written By: Deirdre Stokes
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