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The Puddle

jaxx sullivan

16 June 2023

Gifted with an absent heart, missing the beats, not present

Traveling from this space then onto another through gaping hollow halls

Opening doors with a tiny finger sneaking in to unknown places and secret gardens

Thumbing through hidden rocks looking for something and nothing to uncover

Who are you there staring up at me, down in the puddle?

Who is this kneeling here looking at you up there kid?

A little distracted body of water one day

The size of an ocean, making waves the next.

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