as brave as a woodlouse crawling across the Giants floor,
she shouts into a cavernous gap with her all.
hidden beneath the grace of gestures,
fantasy pulls to expand, taking a graze to the endless spark.
the quietness of light spreads into the aches,
roots sink deep, the aged smile will remain here trapped in eternity.
we are here, passing time as brave as can be,
creating worlds, spread open wide with love,
these places will tug in the horizon, built in the breath of happiness….

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