the wheel

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    the wheel

     tethered to the ground
    by hopes & dreams & memories of happy times


    what if
    where
    who
    why
    what

    made me who i am

    i'm me now, regardless
    patches & scars & frayed edges
    a part of me, the whole

    i live the night still
    in fear
    on the edge of a precipice
    wind in a vortex
    cathching me up in it

    living moment by moment
    past the looks & stares
    forgetting the system's snares
    if only for a moment

    i can be safe living in my skin
    a second is a precious gift
    no room for hate

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    Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

    ryotboi’s Poems (19)

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    Playground (1993) 1 09/09/2010
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