iterations
- valerie-wong
- Mar 21, 2021
- 1 min read
Updated: Apr 2, 2021
do i not notice
new flowers sprouting
be they sweet pea or oleander
new quicksand pits
waiting to swallow me
new ways to fall and rise? do i not learn
how unbreakable i am
each time i tread upon
this well-worn path?
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