Let's paint our skies
It doesn't have to be blue.

But let's not force our colours
Let's paint like we have no clue.

I'll calm the clouds for you
When your storms are breaking through.

If you've emptied your hues of you
I'll share mine with you.

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On days like these
when foreign feels familiar
getting lost isn't the same.

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My coat hangs
next to yours.
Winters feel warm.

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I fall
and I fall
and I fall
and I fall.
Like a star who is just too shy to hang in there.

If you were to make a wish on me then, this time, would you please wish I'd find my home?

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I dream of trains running into the sunset
as I sit by the window
waiting for the places to visit me.

Through the glass,
I'll see a big box with curved corners.

And I'll sit there. Waiting. Watching.
On my way to somewhere new
yet wishing the journey doesn't ends.

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I feel numb. I try not to feel.

Sometimes we stop reading the books we love simply because our next lesson is somewhere else.

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When self sabotage dresses as time,
break the clock.

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My prayers sound like you sometimes.
Rhyming and repeating.

I now choose to believe time is a friend.
Stretching. Collapsing. Bending.
Supporting.
Always.

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I keep trying — the air won’t shift.
Empty hands. But this time, that's the gift.

I walk the road I dreamt I’d plot,
do what I can, give all I’ve got.
Why do we leave places we feel so belonged?

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Words are my greatest strength-
in them, I live, love, and breathe.

Words are my dearest friends-
with them I play, hide, and seek.

Words are my quiet nemesis-
for they so often give me away.

Words are my weapons-
I build and break myself with.

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