my head brings its own book
my heart sings its own song
This close sky sees everything
is impersonal, is still, strong
I have lived I am losing
I am living I am learning
even love cannot shield us from
messages so familiar, of failure
Like a wish polished into prayer
Like a loss, before we call it lost
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Personal note:
Big A had to have an MRI today for numbness today. We're not sure what that means or what lies ahead for us.
my heart sings its own song
This close sky sees everything
is impersonal, is still, strong
I have lived I am losing
I am living I am learning
even love cannot shield us from
messages so familiar, of failure
Like a wish polished into prayer
Like a loss, before we call it lost
--------------------
Personal note:
Big A had to have an MRI today for numbness today. We're not sure what that means or what lies ahead for us.
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