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Newborns 🙂

A deluge of thoughts; I lie in darkness trying not to drown.

A tiny thing,

like a drip, like a caterpillar dodging the heels, probing the cracks,


dreams of butterflies ache, play in my head,

until sadness settles me back, finds me again.

I will fly freely.

Too distant to imagine.

Fluttering past the wilting flowers I see on this lawn.