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Talking with strangers who believe the same things
We don’t bring our tragedies to the woods
We bring our light and hike the trail in good company

The knowing scared me from the start
The more people we let into our heart
The more people know it breaks
Is it worse to shatter alone
Or on a stage
I don’t the answer
But I used to choose the quiet
Rather than the microphone
So I’ve tried not to hide again
No matter how much it kills me
During hurricanes like this

But I don’t talk about it today
Like I’ll have to tomorrow
I don’t often take comfort in strangers
But they don’t expect anything of me
Rainbows and solidarity
Then escaping into stories and D&D

With Love,

Natalie