sigh.

thirsting at what i know,  to be true and soft and right. waiting for the moment when ill have mine, though likely never enough. holding on to rounded beauty, watching the dancing dream, catching myself within just moments of letting go completely. running off as i always do, protecting my balance and space, while strong spirited, soft hearts dance away and i am left to wait.

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