Quenching my thirst as my pen dehydrates.
A dry spell broken.
Timing.
As moments fly by, grounding myself.
I planted today to remember my roots.
I put them in a mirror, so I can see my reflection.
I was supposed to take a road trip during this time. I guess I'm taking a different route there.
Hope I don't get lost....or maybe I do.
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