Taking the freedom for granted
Rushing along to a future with no guarantees
Trying to hold on to what little there is to grasp
But it’s all a mirage
Reaching out to grasp the love
The happiness
Sometimes it will slip through your fingers
And just disappear
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Writer of romantic suspense and HEAs. Wordsmith and adventurer, lover of music and nature, driven to tell stories both true and crafted. Visit me at daisyknox.com
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