Poetic

Cling on

If you,

half sinking full surrender in the depths of despair,

in a sudden burst wake

to find yourself clinging desperately

to any and every teeny bit of happiness bobbing along your course-

love, that is not poor going.

You are doing so well.

Soon to surface.

Tread your mucky murky waters.

Gulp light.

 

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