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Feb 2016
Sigh with me...
Escape the sorrow of ire;
For a moments pause,
Delight in fiery breath,
In the Earth's white wasteland,
Catching snowflakes in the gale,
Evaporating nature's dreamcatchers,
Thoughts linger as mist.

Inhale the bitterness of reality...
The thirst of the dry air.
Notice the aches of the naked trees.
The numbness of a dying foot,
Cut off from the warmth,
Of a body struggling in the freeze.
It all builds,
Reinforcing the harshness of,
A withering world preserved.

Sigh,
Breath a little life into the world again.
#hope #despair #nature #thoughts #divinity
Darren Edsel Wilson
Written by
Darren Edsel Wilson  33/M/Philadelphia
(33/M/Philadelphia)   
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