We feel what we feel in our own time.
We make our parts from these...
We make our moves under the stars from these...
We navigate the chambers with our ghosts.
We grow at our own pace.
We aren't looking for that hardened muscle.
We reassemble the lost parts of ourselves along the path.
We are looking for that love, without strings attached.
One that challenges us to grow. ..With ourselves.
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