Lost & found musings.

Been sipping on dreams and walking on broken glass

Been building wooden houses in my head just to burn them

Jumping from planet to planet in my own solar system

I didn’t realize I was laying stones all across the river to get across when the option to swim was always there. For a moment I ask myself “swim to where though? Do we ever really know?” But then I sense it doesn’t matter does it? Not as long as I go. I must go.

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