Beginnings of March

Words from my heart that flew on to my screen

Migrate 

A constant fluid motion of lives,just continually moves and hides the exhaustion in our eyes.  Forever? is questioned not mentioned in the swift way the tape embarrassed and holds in place with such fluid grace. My heart is in that box thumping hard knowing that where you are you’ll peel the tape and and have a place. For us. 

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