Frustration
The wind gusts, emotions rising. Rushing and shopping, the store clerk advising.
Stagnant and alone, will I always be stuck? Craving movement, fast as a duck!
The rush of the crowd, getting bumped and pushed. Anger flares, once again ambushed.
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Lynn D. | Year Posted 2020
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