Afgespeeld
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We aspire
only to live
our lives well,
to fall into the gentle to and fro of life,
and the refrains of seasons and tides
rocking us slowly & finally to sleep
as old and loved
as we can possibly be.
xx Atticus
@atticuspoetry
www.atticuspoetry.com
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Daughter of mine—
for your smiles,
for your tears,
for your skinned knees,
and your broken hearts,
for the love you give,
and the love you find.
For whatever you become,
or don’t,
it is far too late,
I love you already,
long before
we ever meet.
xx Atticus@atticuspoetry
www.atticuspoetry.com
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@atticuspoetry
www.atticuspoetry.com