split

twin dreams
sprout daily
from my chest

i am called to
forests, highways,
unfamiliar landscapes

and at the same time,
i find my hands yearning for
earth and old memories

longing for those
who have loved me
through at my messiest

wanting to have both
to have everything
to have it all:

to stay and to go,
to bring everyone
along with me.

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