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No Regrets/No Sweat

Surfing the Waves Life Sprayed Out the Hose

The feelings and beliefs wrestle in my mind,
Fighting to get over the part of you that never existed.

Leap over your terrace,
rolling through the grass will suffice the landing.

Stars I knew were never planes,
shined the light on our reasoning.

Sweating out that anxious heart,
so silent, so silent, pierced by cricket vibrato.

Hoping that when I spin,
I can crack the cement between your personas.

The treasure beneath the rubble,
the one that was only in my dreams.

Where I found a continued therapeutic forum with a veteran.

Puzzle pieces, no longer puzzled.


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