this trip
down memory lane
the words just dont feel the same
the words of self-assurance
of self blame
little did she know, she knew where to go.
she lands in the same spot.
both feet touch the ground.
grounded,
feeling the sound
same songs singing over and over
like a record playing,
almost never sober
high off life,
little did she know
she knew exactly where to go.
down to the place
of comfort and space
forgiving herself and all others around
she knew where to go.
to the light
to the light
to the light
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