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Nov 2021
lies lying around me
kept me from the truth.
In searching the world over
I lost my youth.

A thousand
mountains to mount
and my legs turned to
jello. I melted into the snow
a bright shade of yellow.

A thousand
teardrops dropping from
my face into a river of
dreams that escaped.

A thousand
****** pricking under
my skin, all the while
smiling. And I let them
in. Now I’m leaking
as a fountain pen.

A thousand
barrels full of demons
barreling through my door.
I’m left screaming as my ship
leaves the shore.

A thousand
pieces I can’t piece
back together. The broken
me reflecting in the glass
crystal blue.
All things pass.
sandra wyllie
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