BLUE BLUR
"to be real"
by me

can i be real again?

i want to feel again

can i be given a second chance?

i want to frolic, and dance,
to giggle, and prance,

to laugh, and to smile,
to relax for a while.

to feel the joy of winter sleet,
to feel the way the autumn leaves crinkled under my feet.

to feel the warmth of my own skin in its wake,
oh, how i so deperately ache


to be real again.

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