Boundaries

I wonder
sometimes
which of my limits
are white stones marking off
my narrow way
and which
are shackles meant to be
flung far away so
I can
run

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9 thoughts on “Boundaries

  1. Erin… big sigh of contentedness on this side.

    Your photo is beautiful!

    I am thankful to know that the questions inside my head are in yours as well.

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