I woke up to it
Threading itself
into threads
that barely held together
,
Staining the
stains
that only stayed
because they
could
barely fade away
,
Infringing itself
on the fringes
because they
could barely hold themselves together
;
Because I could barely hold myself together.
© Hudson Biko
Photograph: Benjamin Combs
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So beautifully written and wonderful, loved it.👍👍👍👍👍👍
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Thank you so much 🙂 Glad you did!
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Yes absolutely
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Hudson Biko Mwalagho
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Thank you!
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You’re welcome!
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I love your simple expressions and capturing the essence.
You put meaning to words which change with each perception.
Love listening to you each time.
Love
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Thank you so much. I’m so incredibly honored and humbled each time you read. ❤️
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