In the moments when I feel lost
When a backwards glance shows
the path that I've been traveling
starting to fade away
I am left with myself
with my heartbeat
With the breath that
flows through me
Small reminders to myself
that even as I'm stripped away
As my feet learn the roll
and rise of new landscapes
the strum and thrum
of my melody will go on
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