Fantasy

I want the life that only happens randomly,

in synchronicity,

the kind you cannot plan.

But I try to plan the life that cannot be planned.

 

 

What does water look like as it drips off of your skin?

Why am I so scared to lose everything when I know that is the only way to have it all?

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