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I was drifting alone like a lost sheep
Which climbed high over the hills 
At that moment I saw a flock of birds,
A swarm of bees,
The birds flying north,
The bees soaring east;
The grass was wet and overgrown.
The white clouds above were racing,
Uninterrupted as the wind kept blowing,
The sun smiled at me and gifted some rays.

There I was in the middle of nowhere
Amongst the thoughts signal by my tormented heart,
Wandering in nothingness
Hoping the vast emptiness from the high hills, 
give me some needed peace.

I came into life,
From a large family;
And being born a girl,
I had the misfortune to live a hard life.

I am guilty of loneliness
Never to befriend anyone,
Isolation a world I have created for myself.

August 14th, 2019
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Sponsored by: Richard Lamoureux
Please note I write in the Queen’s English

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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