It’s Being a Clinger Where I Shine

It’s not that I can’t touch myself without feeling like I’m not here.

Or that I think I’m a kind of moon streaming beyond and behind a self, always just out of view, no matter the day.

I’m just hard on myself is all.

In fact, in addition to the desire to never leave your side, a desire I now know you don’t have, even you can agree it’s being a clinger where I shine.

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