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nestled in the corner cushion

cold feet tucked under my legs 

head resting on a pillow

awake yet dreaming

i am wild, free to be

whole, in love with me

no longer in need of the old words:

(selfish . . . too much . . . liar . . . not enough . . .)


I   Am   Whole

still reality calls me home

but as i un-dream

i un-become 

This post was inspired by a monthly theme from illuminate, a writing community from the creators of The Kindred Voice

Read more on this month's theme, Escape, written by other illuminate members:

How Do You Escape? by Crystal James
Escaping My Calling by Christine Carpenter
Escape Via Him by Amy Rich


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