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Actually i am anticipating a word or two from my muse. Does he know he is my muse? Because it is awfully quiet in my head and heart; these hands idle for awhile. Pssst! Speak up!! I am waiting…

Then i pause. Think a moment and apologize. Is this only about me? I am empathetic to the point i often feel left out. Patience is learned in quiet contemplation. Silence is more than enough. ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ•Š

5 thoughts on “Waiting…

    1. I remain such but learning to construct boundaries. For my sake and others. I need so much… but if i keep a little of my self for myself, well then i am a little less needy! ๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ•Š glad to see you back!!


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