Between 2 breaths {August Break}

It feels like everything collapses in thousand pieces

And how I try to grasp the last flying creatures before they

go deep down below my feet

I know they just try to find the others who left

before them, their motivation connected with the

hunger of being found too.

I’ve felt eternity the moment

the fire hit my face

The warmth kept me there standing as a tree,

Not able to move, I wouldn’t anyway

Almost, I got lost in another new life

Where there’s no room for everything

that’s not fulfilling a soul.

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I believe every storm is meant to happen

So our gratitude of the upcoming

would belong to the moments of

“No longer lost but finally found”.

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With thanks to my dear poetic blogger friend Jen, she inspired me to start writing again. 

And Laura, for being the sweetest dream sis on earth (and beyond).