Summer 17
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I took this time off to get away. To realize that, solitude isn't such a bad thing.

Summer 17

I took this time off to get away.

To realize that, solitude isn't such a bad thing.

To get away from the leaves that blocked the sunlight.

And the roof that hovered over me when it rained.

I watched and let every droplet pass me by.

Being able to feel the warmth but not see it's source

Has me parched

I'd like to leave the shade now

The darkness has left me wilted and small

Though if I leave, some roots will be ripped off

It hurt when I was pulled

Roots were left behind, but not them all

I sit now with a perfect view

The clouds open up revealing the sun

Like a safe opening up to gold

Only the sun is more precious

Water touched me for the first time in forever

Then is when I grasped that remembering doesn't feel as good as knowing

No more leaves and no more roof.

I am alone, but I am finally growing.

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