I feel so full.
Full of all things.
Good and not so good.
Worry.
Desire.
Hurt and heartache.
Plans,
ambitions.
Confusion.
A liver still quite intoxicated.
A heart beating a little too fast.
Two croissants and a cup of tea.
My mother's love and my father's gumption.
And a growing fire,
of excitement and anticipation
for what is just around the corner.
❊
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