Candlelight

I wish I was elsewhere,

a place where butterflies seem to float on their own without a care in the world,

I wish I was to be as busy as a beautiful bee,

Lovely,

to know meaning in just who

Therefore what,

I am,

I wish to know bliss as well as if I was ignorant,

as well as if I was in love.

To know true morality without having to guilt myself to be,

I wish the grass was greener on the other side,

to then realize all over again that perspective had me tied by the hand and twirled into living…Thrown to the world,

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