Singultus

Make it fluid; make it flight.
Let it pass without a fight.

Make the days run by like rain.
Make each month a bullet train.

Make the years a foggy dream.
Let us slide unhurt thru steam.

Dull the pain & make this swift.
Four years hence; you dig my drift?

For, then’s a chance to save us all.
Will we forget, again, that fall?

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lbstowe

I see the world through a Painter’s eyes and process it with a Poet's Heart....it's quite a harsh place for the soul. It scratches and wears your true self down, at times, but the Beauty is Addictive. I feel for everyone I encounter. Everyone I encounter is a teacher if I'll let them be. I Empathize with everyone I talk to & I Think about Everything-LEVi

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