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Retrograde

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By Dixon Kiddo Published about a year ago 1 min read
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Retrograde
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I let the ball drop, but it’s a new year

While I sit here and smoke in bed,

New ideas to be left for dead.

That time of month or that kind of year. Maybe this time around I’ll learn how to steer: This train has been wrecked and put back on track before.

Locked door after locked door.

The doors that open are too familiar, like living in retrograde or running in place.

How do we spark great change in a tiny cage of our own creation? How do we find our way out of our old patterns to the flower of creation?

A few steps back and an arrow launched forward.

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About the Creator

Dixon Kiddo

I’m here Rekindling my love for writing. Living in Florida trying to avoid the heat by telling a few stories. Enjoy!

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