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allowance, assurance, differences, distance, imagined, life, love, old maps, place, poetry, red roads, somewhere, space, time
were there destinies
imagined –
without a plan to make
mountains of forgiveness –
emerald seas
longing put to paper
promise writ to skin –
you are but
the home
I’m sworn to be
were there
distances too great
roads not yet paved –
paths forsaken
truth succumbed to seed
miles between
returning
I’ve destroyed every map
til all I have
to carry me is need
. . .
tornadoday 