Life Poetry

Frictionless

Joyful movement

Searching for the rhythm to make my poem flow. Searching for the yes to counterbalance my no.

It gets easier with time to let everything go to get off the teeter-totter of high and low

The mindset of cancer is to always grow. To truly luxuriate is to take it slow

I try not to react to the illusory show. Without all the friction I can more easily flow.

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