into the wild(erness)

i’ve been pushed to the outskirts, redefining lines, seedless cases // dime less mines

it’s not about my love for you anymore = harrowing skin shaped as before // the basking of being new, reborn

your sights were never set as i defined myself to you.

so now i face a weather-less storm //summer-filled rain // the heat of the snow

and look for myself,
again.

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