Never adrift
always within arm’s length
inseparable as far back
as memory will reach,
weathered worn wise
with fantasies of
chain breaking
to float free.
Never adrift
always within arm’s length
inseparable as far back
as memory will reach,
weathered worn wise
with fantasies of
chain breaking
to float free.
flashlight batteries - Ali Grimshaw 
Floating free is right up my alley. Being chained is, feeling chained is not fun!
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Thanks for your reflection. Make it a great day.
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You do as well. Make it brilliant!
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Wonderful visuals here Ali.
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Miriam, thank you for your response. Have a beautiful day.
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You too Ali 💕
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Wow 😍
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Thank you. Have a beautiful day.
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Welcome 🙂 Same to you!
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I love your poems. Louise
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Thank you Louise. That means a lot.
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weathered worn wise
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I thought that might be your favorite line. Thanks Kirsten.
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