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Swirl belonging into your existence

Carve it on to the park bench.

Script it into drying concrete.

Scribble it into hopscotch squares.

Walk with it like she’s your friend.

Woo her on dates to the movies.

Breathe it into your meditations.

Garden it alongside your tomatoes and turnips.

Write it on to your hand,

your heart,

your soul:

I belong, I belong,

And at long last claim,

I belong.

Shared with all my love xox, Rachel


Rachel Awes

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