Roots

[grrrlquake]

We shake hands like it’s the first time we’ve said goodbye. We press restart, the button begging to be pressed again. And then we look at each other and shrug, “what did we do?”, you ask. We set a time capsule in motion, we reversed the past. Like that moment when you first wake, and roll over to see the sun. It encapsulates the space, our energies

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[unspokenpoison]

i hate the catalyst for your writing....
but it makes you write the best