Nonsense

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I’m tired but I’m breathing like I mean it,
writing my gratitude,
really feeling it.
I’m unsure of my path
but I keep walking it,
living my life,
leaning into it, deepening.
Nothing is what it seems;
I dive deeper,
and this moment unfolds as a dream.
I marvel at how
everything is extraordinary
and everything is ordinary
all at once.
This doesn’t have to make sense.

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