{airport cafe}A Poem by living lavendernow boardingpeople walk without a care in their own worlds yet with no shame stare at you and compare they view you from far searching your body. your walk. your face setting the bar high attempting to find one thing out of place don’t trip. don’t trip. don’t trip. keep my pace God forbid I fall on my face whatever they want to see i can not change now i am content with what is me so watch as i take a bow
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