May I never lose my way
to getting lost,
may I never resist the urge
to leave it all,
may I never shelter my face
from the storm,
may I never let my arms fall
in the downpour,
may I never fully wash off
the grit of the sand,
and may I never be restrained
by clock or human hand.
May I never negotiate with my soul:
may I never let anyone close the window.
Poem and images ©LauraDenise
Laura Denise 
Perfect. May you never…
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may you hope and cope
and be alive
to further thrive
oh boy~
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Life affirming, Laura.
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beautiful poem and beautiful reminder of beautiful truths
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