Maybe there is a space,
A place,
Deep,
Or out in the sun,
That holds the…
I wonder when
The chime will sound,
And the hounds will…
There was nothing left to give…
Yet energy begins to fill…
The thrill of…
(For a moment)
Recharging,
Realigning,
Becoming
(Breath)
Stand, continue.
(Sweet!)
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