wind crinkles
the leaves
making me
think of rain
sounds like
I'm walking
a tightrope
the one
who makes
it across
doesn't need
a net
but I won't
be your
safetynet
you can't
unwrite your choices
but the wind
in my sails
has to
stay behind me
what's waiting
tomorrow will
start tonight
what's beyond
that concrete line?
tears never
paid for anything
lost in
the clover
we have
to build
trust in
each other
I let
you in
but you
didn't
let me in
making the
same mistakes
just hoping
you'll understand
all these
mismatched clothes
what are
these reflections
really for
leave it
to the
breeze
~Sarah Mahina Calello
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