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Lightening
Lightening burns and strains my mind
Freezes my thoughts like a photo
Open to think again
Alive again to life ever after
For now at least
Lifting me from depressions hungry jaw
Sunday 4th February 2024 9:11 am
Dusk
At day my head motors, purrs, covers the ground, works
Come dusk my head flits, tilts, twitches, looks to fly and flee
The darkness, draws me, pulls me
More space, less noise, life brighter, sharper
Dusk, a mind switch, a chance
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