just how your words always leave me grasping
hands up to the sky as a child for a motherly grasp
i am left in the ashes of too many rekindled flames
reaching for the why as to why you don't know why
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The Pursuit Of • A Poetry Collection
Poetryall my life all my trials pains and heartaches and my goals joys and accomplishments came through a pursuit whether my outcome good or bad the journey is what morphed me into me ••••• started :: October 22 , 2019 completed :: 2020
