Trevor McCauley

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You Are Loved

You Are Loved

 

Fortunes or favors

Floating above the clouds

Not sensing the fury of condensation

The precipitation of dreams

I don’t see you here

I don’t see you living in fear

Whatever it was you said about now

Its nothing, its gone

Its out of here

I won’t hold you to

A marker of where we were

That’s not where we are going

You belong somewhere

Where there’s no judge to condemn you

You receive but its not what you’re seeing today

Rise above

If its just on this thought:

You are loved