Shedding

Skin ashen beneath afternoon fog
Time to move onward
Upward
Pushing through earth
Like a young shoot
Only not so green
Just a little stunted
I stretch out for light
Feel it spread across me
Gather up just myself
Head into the sun
The rest–lost in the glare
Goes by unmissed

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