We take the time

and breathe.
For a moment, we were braided,
weaved
into a forecast weight,
into a dynamic fringe
where lips chap and crack by the whim
of a smile–
of our smile.
 
We are reminded of the consequences.
 
The ones that inflate wrinkles.
The ones that elicit a contrasting fear
from the failure we so zealously pursue.
The ones that ignite incandescent epitaphs that read
Rêves!
സ്വപ്നം കണ്ടുകൊണ്ടിരിക്കൂ
Och tro.
 
Dream. Keep dreaming. And believe.
We take the time to breathe.
 

 

 

 

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About Robyn

"If you haven't known insanity, you haven't lived."
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