Are we awake
barely breathing?
Mounting raucous
shattering sensibility
Hatred building
rights withering
Who will survive?
I, chirps
the solo bloom
Timid-voiced
overlooked
radiant in her fragility
confident
Breathe
(Art my own)
Are we awake
barely breathing?
Mounting raucous
shattering sensibility
Hatred building
rights withering
Who will survive?
I, chirps
the solo bloom
Timid-voiced
overlooked
radiant in her fragility
confident
Breathe
(Art my own)
gorgeous VJ! 💜💜
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Thanks so much
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What a very lovely poem, VJ! And you’ve drawn the flower really great! 👍☺️
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Thank you!
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My pleasure! ☺️
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I LOVE this life-affirming poem!
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Thanks so much Liz
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