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Introverted Sage

Introverted Sage

Pining

There’s always something
pining away.
Tugs at my energy
adding more weight.
Revolving door
Can’t keep my mind straight.
Varying vicissitudes
Making me late.
All in pursuit
Of meeting my fate.
 
~Ruby L.S.~

21.2023.04

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