SoulReserve

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His words,
are delicate paper trails
through dense inner worlds,
fading footprints
that leave flowers blooming
in their wake,
thick with promise,
and air
for my lungs,
breadcrumbs
for my soul,
to follow
home.

© SoulReserve 2016

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