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Sitting surrounded amidst the heap, 

Like a gale or like a storm 
They come every year every month 
All the cheer they sweep aside 
All a sudden Heavy books heavy pile
With dark bags under every eye

Cramming night sleeping daytime 
Drowsiness engulfs from the backside 
Head up focused yet mind outside 
Ticking clock running the time 
3,4,5,6
Mental trauma making way inside.
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October 5, 2023 at 3:26 PM
There's much within, I want to make clear, thoughts and stories untold, moments, which holds truth. Reality which we lived. Expressions , we felt, In laughter and silence, our souls aligned, Conversations deep, in every sigh, In this bond, we say hi and goodbyes. To talk, to feel, to share thought, By reading and writing, we are caught, In short, it's been a long, my friend And I am sorry
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November 23, 2023 at 9:32 AM
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March 19, 2023 at 9:16 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." God bless you.
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