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LWZ
Poems
Sep 2020
Marathon
The winter wisps have gripped my neck
Taking every breath has left me unequipped for death
I watch my world spin and loose all control
What can be salvaged from inside my soul?
Foggy, grey, discombobulated in every way.
I sit on the park bench and wonder...
why does the wind spin in nature as it does in my head
I beg for freedom from my thoughts
I beg for independence
I beg for positive energy to reach me entirely
Try again tomorrow
Try again the next
Run until you have nothing left
#winter
#foggy
#independence
#nothing
#control
#soul
#run
#positive
#energy
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LWZ
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