The smell after rain
The blood in my veins.
The stillness amidst the storm
And waves
In volumes unspoken.

You have stumbled across the forests for a while now,
Knees battered and bruised
There are things you know
That you wish you had known sooner,
But you take solace in that you have broken free
You will not free-fall
Instead, you will fly.
You will not allow yourself to break this time.

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