we meant

 we meant to balance butterflies,
 we meant to meditate,
 we meant to plant our flowers as
 we learned to levitate

 we meant the seasons of our lives
 to be a calling spring
 instead of dying in our chairs
 afraid of

 everything

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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