Empty spaces

Feeding the guilt

Holding your hand

A breathing space

Taking a deep breath in

deep

diving into the world

I learnt to call home

Empty spaces

Remote signalling

Fidgeting for more

A full circle

Surrounding the existence

I learnt my duties

Empty spaces

Bordering the home

Slithering bushes

Creeping up their existence

Fenced in forever

I found my voice.

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