My Thoughts My Ego
“When thoughts cease to flow ~ Where does ego go.” It runs away, hiding under my bed. A safe place, a place away from the world. My ego can rest, it can sleep in darkness. My ego then turns, turns into new creatively. I and my thoughts can then write again, again for all to read.
Date Written: 5/7/2022
3 Place
Bubble of illusion Contest Judged: 5/20/2022
Sponsored by: Unseeking Seeker
Copyright © Paula Goldsmith | Year Posted 2022
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