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poetry by j matthew waters

little by little


as it turns out we came here to suffer
or rather seek tranquility & forgiveness
learning each day to stay alive step by step

bit by bit pieces of ourselves leave us
physical or mental it matters not
you give them names as they drift away

how many times have I lost my way
only for you to rattle me back to life
back to that once vaguely familiar place




april two thousand twenty-one
copyright j matthew waters
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