In front of me
Light
Clean auora
A new flower
Early as the singers
Outside
I am not ready
This version of me
Being seen
Partially stuck
Connected
Dark winds
Old tree bark
Fading
Remembering
Words with no soul
Directionless
Pointless past the moment
Future in pencil
Why do I stay
Still
Partially Frozen
Remembering
Playing the scene
Over and over
What it means
Meant
Could of been
Playing again
Each day a little less
While I see the spring
Feeling her movement
Towards me
Shining an innocence
Mystery still
Calmly
Honestly
Gracefully
Just
Without comparison
I still sit
Half way in
Half way wondering
Why
Hazy Acres 
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