Unfinished

It happens often. After a beautiful, special meeting yesterday. With a lady who wants to connect and work with me on my new project. I feel drained and kind of lost today. Instead of pretending I`m all fine, or hiding in bed blaming life for being unfair. I just wrote a poem. Or did the poem wrote itself? Fact is that I`m feeling better now. Even a little smile tries to creep up my mouth.
Dare to be unfinishedShow your whole selfBe calmnot stressedBe thankfulnot afraidYou are looked afternot aloneDare to be freeand show all beauty you have

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