Several faces cross my mind Memories of dried up wishes Daydream bouquets wilted Another handful of dry petals Blowing away as I toss them Into the cold spring wind… March lions hail down Pellets of frozen ice Winds slice through my armor another false disguise Pulling my coat closer feeling resigned I turn and bump … Continue reading Clarity
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