I find myself
Lost
On a dirt path
In the middle of
Nowhere
I turn round
And round
No house
Human
Animal
In sight
Sinking down
I wrap arms around my knees
And make
Pleas of desperation
Devastation
Anger
At myself
Then
Sweet warmth at my back
Gentle arms wrap
About my waist
A whisper in my ear
“it’s okay, I am here”.
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