Profound sadness seeps into everything I see, spotted with dots of happiness- faint, but piercing.
Bright stars coldly seen and burning hot, so far away.
I'm waiting for myself to come back to me and I wish I could dance with the multitudinous masses.
My feet stuck firm to the ground and I'm paralyzed by tears falling in the face of trees.
To grow so strong, stretching ever upwards to catch joy pouring forth from a golden sun.
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I appreciate your very real expression. Feel it. Move through it. Allow it to move through you. You will dance again!
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