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The Distance From The Bottom

By nathantbaker | July 27, 2013 | 0 Comment

Remember the first time we talked
After I betrayed your trust

You told me how you felt
Slapped in the face

You told me what you’d do
You’d love me

You left and I climbed to the top of the slide 
Raindrops rolled over my cheeks

That’s when the world finally felt as I felt
And it felt normal to sit in the rain, see

Joy is the distance from the bottom
And normal is just some point between

Poem By Nathan T. Baker

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