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Waiting

You waiting until the last layer has been carefully pulled from the thin membrane. Waiting for me to come home. Fall into the folds. Soft comforts. Me waiting to be delivered back to something I recognize. Waiting for your words to light the path home. Look away until then. I don't want You to watch this impossible landing. Rest, Beautiful. I will find a way.


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