Brood, the Mood
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Brood, the mood, infused by thoughts rude
And yet we trauma bond
Time’s now to change our attitude
And love’s the magic wand
Delighting in joy’s sneeze
Presence obtains release
From our thinking disease
Thoughts intrude
Brood, the mood
06-August-2022
Quietus
Copyright © Unseeking Seeker | Year Posted 2022
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