I wait to be published
All I love is within my grasp
I wait to be noticed
All I see is a task
I love to be loved
All I love is not here
That’s not to say, the sheer vibrance
Radiance and opulence
Isn’t near
Within my grasp
Letting go of my past
Hurtful and necessary
Decency and non preciadentiary
2/23/23
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