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Trapped decays

Posted on 28/03/202107/03/2022 by Lo.cura
About my experience of the pandemic...

It has been months
new seasons born
and left behind us.

There are whispers now
rustling outside the window
I’m dreaming from.

There is no capture of
the tasty food waiting
while I search for my angle
to trap the peace forever
to seal those times I’d like
to treasure.

It has been months
and I have been gone.
There’s been much silence
and a lot of warmth lost.
I’m here and I’m not
I’m dreaming and I’m not.

We have moved on…
Or maybe not?

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Creative type with a focus on writing and, sometimes, digital abstract art. I can't muster enough energy to be fully myself, but, oh well... Life only happens once.

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Lo.cura

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Creative type with a focus on writing and, sometimes, digital abstract art. I can't muster enough energy to be fully myself, but, oh well... Life only happens once.

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