Nothing more to say

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The boisterous conversations in my head

have debilitated me.

Enough of grappling with the purpose of us.

I wallow in the dark, depleted of thought.

Bankrupt for words.

Time to embrace solitude.

And in the stillness the splendours within me

begin to dance again.

(Already this poem is 44 words too long).

◄ Oh gardener in me

The Redemption ►

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Raj Ferds

Thu 12th Jan 2017 18:35

Thank you. That's all I can say.

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Cynthia Buell Thomas

Thu 12th Jan 2017 17:05

Love it. (Nothing more to say.)

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