Wednesday, 28 June 2017

Out Of Place
There’s something out of place.
I can see it now
but I’m still not sure
of it’s implications,
or my inclinations.
Will it cause me to trip up
and fall flat on my face?
Perhaps I have already
and not yet noticed.
Or perhaps I’ll take a step up,
grasp the opportunity to grow.
Take the first step towards
learning to fly
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