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Flying/Falling/Dropped


Dropped from the heights

I fell unnoticed

Yet also conspicuous

Like bubbles

Sliding into waiting crystal flutes.


Bouncing, yet shattered

I no longer soared.

My broken self hovering in spaces between.



Navigating the message:

Reflections unwanted.

It’s not you, it’s me - redirecting…


Finally, landing with essential companions

Pain and love, faith and doubt.

Only change is constant.


(Cheers!)


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