For the world to still
To hold the wind
Silence the hum
Embrace the
Pant of the deer
The struggle of fledgling
The fleeting of the hummingbird
It will all fall short
The stillness that
Drives discomfort
Draws us back
Tied and belabored
To the knock of insanity
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This is stunning, you have a firm grip on the very meaning of insanity and the very core of it's being. Kudos. 🌹
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this is a little bit special .. I like it muchly .. write on my literary friend .. Neville 😎🌻
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