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Day 114 – Fruitfully

I cannot apologize for my childhood,
for I wasn’t always there.
In all these hundreds of days
I’ve never gone back.

The way we learn to be
is not
the way we’d ever choose

and so

I was
a wrecked flower
from the start.

I cannot apologize for the pathways
stealthily formed
in fragile matter
or the horrors I kept in
by spreading out

I only know for sure
that

the way we try to love
is not
a thing we can control

and so,

fruitfully or not,
I tried.

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One thought on “Day 114 – Fruitfully

  1. Hello!
    Excellent work on this post! I certainly related to the concept of a broken childhood and the self-made love. This was a very inspirational piece and the sort of poem I’ll remember for years to come. I look forward to your future posts!

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