it's been
awhile since going down this path.
it's where
i go when
things are bleak.
dark,
with no light at the end
of my
personal
tunnel.
it's been ages, a decade
almost
since
i walked through the briars
the weeds,
picking up stones
that caught my eye,
then
skimming them across
the green
pool, cupped in the woods.
four skips
are golden
now.
life is easier when you
can smile.
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