everything is different, now that we're 'adulting' but some instincts are inherent like the homing of salmon and penguins
21-12-24
internal countdown begins
like ants to freshly landed
sugar crystal
like sunflower to rising sun
peeping from cover
like expectant pyjama'd tyke
on Christmas morn
a feeling, full grown or so,
but couldn't quite shake
Poetry by arquious
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Written on 2024-12-21 at 04:01
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by arquious Latest textsmeanwhile…10-01-2025 once there was a boy A Seamstress’s Courage a grasp away |
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