Afar

I’m supporting from a distance.
Old hurt’s what forged that resistance.

I think of friend lists I’m still on.
Former friends I loved, not quite gone.

Old handpicked personalities.
Recall flashes when I see these.

Close enough to love every day.
Close enough to validate play.

Now, close to face but far away.
This gap so thick that all have strayed.

I’m no shepherd; I have no flock.
It’s only me outliving clocks.

Still, I am & here I remain.
I’ve nowt to lose & all to gain.

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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