The Grip~

There it sits residing within me

It’s a timeless clock with a slow pulse

Clutches me, wakes me with its force

I feel the pull, I move toward resistance

A louder pulse of strength

There is freedom in the bend

Reachable, attainable a release from the grip~

Shine on~

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