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Don’t call me when you need me…

Call me when you’re ready
To cast down the haughty
To overthrow the system
To dissolve the oppression

Call me when your sky is blue
And no longer doubtfully dark
No longer drastically cloudy
No longer full of derivative drizzle

Call me when you’ve learned to love
To love yourself truly and freely
To love the way you move
To love your own embraces

Don’t call me when you need me…

Call me when you’re ready.

*written by Bella L. On 1.1.2024