Against the wind.



Now,

Life speeds through me

Like a racing thought.

I have no time to think

Only talk.

Feelings for you before

Now exist no more

As I hold my chin

Against the wind.



My skin is thicker than ever before

I get wiser and stronger

I don’t look back anymore.



I don’t glance over my shoulder

To see what’s left behind

I see only what’s ahead of me.

And I take whatever I find.

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