There's two that stand before me
In need of something new
The newness in my journey
The new - it happens, no shoes
Expressive in their longing
Their hair sweeps side to side
I tried to stop from knowing
How much I died inside
Inside from lonely highways
I tread one day at a time
No one hears my probing
They sit and stare in mime
... No tears this time around
The frown is far from round
My gown of glory gone
But 2, come sing my song
The two
They are my gateway
My helping hands
This time
The time it takes to build
Your circle, follow . . . come ride!
This playground once filled happy
This space is SO fulfilling
The feelings I hold so deeply
Now once upon a healing....
I try, see eyes of hunger
To move and learn once more
No cares of those around them
I see them 2 times more
How do they still believe?
My presence is yet so absent
I taught my worth was lather.
Not grow in uneasy disaster
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2 can equal completion
2 can make you whole
2 is not uneven
2 hold a heart of gold!
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I thank the 2 students who haven't left my side.
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