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  • I was waiting for it to break me. Or something. The pressure and the weight had been so overwhelming. It’s funny how your head, heart, and your gut (the deepest part) can have conversations with one another – yet no one is heard. Noise is created and ignored.

    Until it’s not anymore.

    And you say the words you desperately didn’t want to say.
    But the moment they leave, the weight seems to dissipate.

    The molecules are shifting and the time is moving. forward, forward, and on.

    You wish it worked out differently. You really do.
    You wish new words could be shared and new laughs could be had.

    But something brings you back. To focus. To clarity. Questions abound and you’re reminded that new words and new laughs will be shared. In time.

    In time.
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