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I’m trying my dream out—
scared it might go south
tiptoeing around the edges
before I get fully invested.
Rested, I wish to be feeling
like I am when daydreaming.
The desires that I’m trying—
why does it feel terrifying?
When it is called a dream
but makes me want to scream
or gasp for air like drowning
in a pile of all my failed calling.
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Aw Joana —you are a talent! I love the way you write✨It gives me all the feels🧡
Keep shining🤗😘 xx
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Thank you so much, I really appreciate you 🤗
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Very moving Joana! I love your poetry 😊
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Thank you Amy 🤗
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You’re welcome Joana! It’s my pleasure 😊💕
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👏👏
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Thanks! 🤗
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Beautifully written
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Thank you 🤗
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Of course!✨
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