SHE On The Tip Of Her Tongue
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I am not old… she said
I am rare
I am the standing ovation
At the end of the play
I am the retrospective
Of my life as art
I am the hours
Connected like dots
Into good sense
I am the fullness
Of existing
You think I am waiting to die...
But I am waiting to be found
I am a treasure
I am a map
And these wrinkles are
Imprints of my journey
Ask me anything.
~ Samantha Reynolds
bentlily by Samantha Reynolds
www.bentlily.com
Art by Maartje van Dokkum
www.etsy.com/shop/maartjevandokkum
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