Baggage
Run-ons choke the diluted thought rooted in self exploration. With intimidation I rise to the sophisticated occasion of the expectation I aspire to redeem.
Grass adds comfort to a prideful fall, and I no longer speak with arrogance of a personality standing tall. I communicate in circles and with the written word keep afloat over the hurdles disguised as the baggage I tote.
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