Poetry

Life Change

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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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