Change is coming, the poems are here

Filtering thoughts and pouring out fear

Unknown situations and exciting paths

Written in cursive, like wonderful maps.

Jewels are hidden and locked tight

X marks the spot, but you’ll dig for life.

Remember it’s only what is or what’s not

Then they will find you ready or not

She’ll shake, shiver, and pretend to bleed

Then she’ll laugh and cry in honesty

She’ll want to explore and chase it down

Instead she waits for the acceptance sound.


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