It’s not easy being green

Unique bonds. Some are bound to cling to your inner self, come hell or high water. Like white noise, always with you. Ultimately independent of the response – if there is any. You might curse them, you might bless them, but you cannot ridden yourself of them. Your personal wow-signal is persistent, sometimes even annoying.
You’re too clever to park your live waiting for a response signal. But that’s all you can do to deal with it.
Sometimes it’s so strong that it cages your breath in putting weight on your solarplexus, other times it feels as gentle as a summer breeze on your skin. But it never leaves.

About two three of these do possess me.
I am able to integrate them, at least most of the time.

But not tonight.

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