Something about me isn’t fighting the old. Something about me is trying to fix it. Because I know where all of this is headed to. Warning and signs but you ignore me time after time. Only to be left in a constant exchange of mixed energies.

Time is up.

Change is coming.

Can we still try and fix the old?

I’m sure we can find a way, can’t we?

I tried.

Poems in my heart.

Forever treasured.

Letting go of that which no longer serves I.


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