Thoughts #4

rest in your residence,
your turning point, where you finally arrive,
the place where no one stands but you.

I called myself a writer this morning
and felt no shame.
I still rely on acceptance but I refuse it’s noose that hangs.

*these thoughts were stirring in my head yesterday and matched similar thoughts linked above. This blogger regularly comments on my posts and it feels sharing their blog expresses a huge thank you for the support shown daily.

Poetry

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