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Sweeping chaos into corners.
Lumpy rugs noticed by scorners.

Out of the way’s all one can do.
Never out of sight or mind, you.

The creeping mess past watchful time.
Disorder searching for lights lime.

Honeyed words & forward action.
Ugly blocked from gaining traction.

Sisters grim in codependence.
Neither conjures independence.

Good witches balance discord’s scene.
Our constant battle’s evergreen.

Clear space & make live memories
Never cede ground to enemies.

What will be left when fates use knife?
Tidy, but dusty, well used life.

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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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