Borderline (poem)

Wake, the day cracked like glass
Feel through shards of past
I ache – it’s okay to be sad
Just that, sometimes I forget
I am, life is more than me
Then, to breathe mountains
Sing morning without a sound
One day falling can be flying –

Today I cracked – no solid ground.

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