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Soulless but Found
When I reflect on my younger years and the pursued methods of fulfillment, I empathize with a girl who knew no better; sometimes past actions are only understood with maturity. Though I do not regret any of my decisions, time is a valuable asset for processing events. Who you were when you were younger is not who you are now. I hope whoever is reading this continues to assimilate their pained self with their wise Soul. This poem is about self worth and the upward journey from struggles.
Tiptoe Away From Happy Days
A poem I wrote around a month ago. Most poems flow from hand to mind – my heart knows what I’m doing before all else.