a single glimmer
leads to a flutter
living inside my head
wanting out instead
nothing is stronger
imagining triggers
can it be brought to life
or catch the edge of a kinfe
hard to let it die, to let go
even tougher to not know
step forward, step back
pray that rope won’t snap
faith cannot do little
the rain starts to drizzle
threatening to wash it away
but then i stop to smile and say
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