Another time

I cannot help but to feel tired
Not my first time, nor the last
My heart is sensitive
My mind is curious
Once again, here I am.
Perhaps I lost what I had to
The things which needed to happen
For me to find you
For us to find each other.
Better.
What to do next?
Breath, that's for sure
Look at the sky and walk
Until my steps mean something
Until feeling comes with no fear.
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