I have holes in me,
Where elated moments once blurred
The reality and the dream,
The winds and the seas,
The joy and the grief.
I have holes in me,
Where colors can bleed
Scarlet and cobalt,
Violet becomes my destiny,
While truth reaches beneath the weeds,
Planting seeds of dandelion dreams.
I have holes in me,
Where robins speak,
Betraying my need,
Listening like the stars
Who see through...
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