it mystifies me.
it’s a just known unknown.
you know what I mean?
like the pit you tossed in the backyard
that grew into a tree.
you weren’t expecting it
but now you can’t remember
what it was like before the shade
and fallen leaves.
it’s a fixture now.
a calendar for the days.
the mark of your existence.
it’s beautiful,
even as it dies
and you think
“fuck, where will I find
the shade beneath the tree?”
– SC
sheila sea 
No words.. Just moving..
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Thank you. ☺️
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well said!
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Reblogged this on wwwpalfitness.
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Bravo. This is one of your best. The symbolism and beauty of your words. Amazing writing. Teach me to write like that.
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Thank you so much. Haha, I’m a terrible teacher and I don’t think I’m anywhere near the level I want to be.. Regardless I appreciate your words, they are the best motivation to continue growing. Much obliged.
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If you aren’t at the level you want to be, wow, I hope I am around to read the stuff you are going to write when you achieve it. You are incredible. This was amazing.
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hahaha you’re too kind with your words. I’m humbled, really. Thank you.
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this gave me shivers
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The good kind, I hope. :)))
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I love the word fuck when it is used properly. It’s not used enough as far as I’m concerned. Very nice.
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Haha, I totally agree.
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Fuckin’ right!
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Very Kool
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Thank you!
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Your very welcome
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pretty awesome. funny ending too! 😁
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