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Apr 2014
Every day now my mind grows weary,
Shards of broken dreams wound me daily.
Caught in a web of endless expectations,
All I can do is quietly daydream;
Plan every step of my grand escape,
Even if I only do it to get through the day.
NaPoWriMo Day #16
Poetry form : Acrostic
ms reluctance
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ms reluctance  36/F
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