Fuzzy skies
As brain cells bend
In mortal change
Or comfort’s end-
Feel the loss
But earn a win
Escape the prison
Of history’s sin…
Pray a break
Of second’s sleep
And stolen moments
Confusion weeps…
Now to breathe
And live again
As intended
Or anxiety lends…
For not of purpose
Just natural fate-
Future-proof the mind
In a thermal stalemate.
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I am an educated adult female with Bachelor and Master degrees in Business Management. I am married with four children. I enjoy writing and drawing for a hobby and brain vacations. My dream is to publish a novel someday, but I am building on my short story and poetry crafts now.
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