Im moving boxes In my dreams Reorganizing Ripping the seams. I pack, I carry, I set back down In a new place Some boxes not to be found. I move from one, Room, To another Opening doors and closing. Scaling staircases. Arms full of various belongings. A continuous pursuit. To find all my parts Put them in the right place. An internal restructuring In my dream landscape. Recurring most nights, I have a lot of work to do. True to me, in reality. This is what I am going through. Ive rearranged. Rebuilt foundations. Ive located patterns. Attempt to disrupt them. To rewire my brain To make lasting change, I'll continue to turn at one degree. In the direction that is true to me. -Rae
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Totally get it. I've lived where I currently do for a while but before that it was move move move