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Acceptance (Louis Toliver Jr. - Swartz, LA)

Sitting in our spot
Pulling each flower
Petal by petal 
“He loves me.
He loves me not. “

Sitting for hours 
Pushing each dream together 
Breath by breath
“He hates me.
He hates me not.”

Before I knew it
There I was 
Sitting in a pool of petals
Center of our path
The one we used to dance 

Accepting me not
Wind made me stand up
I slow dancing around our path
Following each petal he left behind 
Leading each breathe in front of him

I circled around and stood
Wind blew the petals around me 
When I looked at our spot
There I was looking back 
Accepting me


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