even a hermit crab
eventually has to leave his shell
in search of a new one
a mad dash
from one discarded home
to another
i feel it’s pain
my heart was her shell
once upon a time
now it is just another facade
waiting for the tide
to sweep it away
if you hold it to your ear
you can hear the ocean
getting closer
Mike's Manic Word Depot 
I’m always swept away in the magic of your words. I so wish I could create at the same level you do.
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thank you Tara. wish i saw it from another point of view.
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Me too.
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but it inspired another piece.
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Sweet!
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Great post 😁
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