Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt is: Write a poem about a very large thing.
Expectations,
are my largest creations,
that I set around myself,
until I can’t tell,
if who I am at my core,
when I stop trying to be more,
is someone, anyone would care for.
Love, larger still,
to remind me,
that they will.
So true!
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aww… very nice
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