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    depression

    darkened understanding talk to meinside my solemn skygrey as slate and cold toothe blue of the moment shine throughbeside myself with griefmy soul seek to hidedeep within the crevices of midnightnothing to shine no mirrors to glarewith great trepidation,...

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    • This was beautiful, deep, and sad. An excellent read. Anyone who has experienced these feelings, knows these words too well. Thank you for sharing.

      • hello dearest Brandon good afternoon thank you graciously I usually don’t like to share these it touched my heart you found beauty even here❤️

    • hello dearest Damian depression is that heavy feeling I really don’t like to write about it but sometimes it’s just there thank you my friend for bearing with me ❤️

  • You Have Roughly…
    ‘We do not see things as they are, we see things as we are’ – Men
    Ohm! Ohm! Ohm! Ohm!
    You have roughly…
    Who’s that girl? Her name’s Furl,
    Ohm! Ohm! Ohm! Ohm!
    You have roughly five…
    Why the mask? Man, don’t ask!
    Ohm! Ohm! Ohm! Ohm!
    You have roughly five minutes…
    What, she, say? Man, no way!
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    Atmospheric Compression

    sleep... we parted company...for the most part  a while ago snatches of nap here and there but a full night's sleep? ...very rare disrupted by dreams and thoughts as I stare at the ceiling  and toss   maybe it's only my imagination  (but I somehow doubt it) the world feels... heavier? more dense? and...

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    • Not just you. I am laying here reading this at 4 in the morning. Maybe that’s why I love this write. Well done.

  • Atmospheric Compression

    sleep…
    we parted company…for the most part
    a while ago
    snatches of nap here and there
    but a full night’s sleep?
    …very rare
    disrupted by dreams and thoughts
    as I stare at the ceiling
    and toss

    maybe it’s only my imagination
    (but I somehow doubt it)
    the world feels…
    heavier?
    more dense?
    and…Read More

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    • I think your poem speaks to something very true Willow. There is a definite compression in the air in these times (and for many for a very long time before this). But especially today, there is the feel of the walls pressing in, everything is hunkering down trying to find a safe place to live in. This is no way for human beings to live. -Curt

  • The Seagulls

    The cry of seagulls
    Has me longing to return
    To the solitude

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