I feel better when I am aligned
And I am,
at times,
times I cherish I try and hold on to their memory
When the chaos descends
When I feel out of sync
Disjointed,
out on a limb
If there are moments and elements
Of who I can and want to be
A me that is light and at peace
Then it’s a definite possibility
They could grow and form
One day, maybe, become my norm
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