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Never Stopping


I want to get a few tattoos

Mark myself with the beauty

Rather than the hardships

Of all my experiences

 

A sun on the front of my right shoulder

by my collar bone

Tiny and in black ink

I long to be your sunshine

And that will make me whole

 

The second on my ankle

a blue rubber glove

don’t get to involved

and stay clean of trouble

 

A final one across my ribcage

A needle of a compass pointing to North,

simple and clean

 

To remind myself to move on

Move forward

And never stop.

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