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Uncertainty

I looked up while clasping my mother’s hand tightly she looked down at me and smiled it was a sad smile but it looked pretty just the same with her red lipstick a single tear was on her cheek this scared me we both knew that the world was coming to an end she bent down in her high heels and heavy winter coat and hugged me and said something to try to comfort me it is precisely at such a moment that you realize just how alone you are in the universe you can feel your soul crack from the loneliness and the only thing that even gives you hope of surviving is sharing that uncertainty with someone you love

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Date: 1/11/2017 10:52:00 AM
This is the poem that writes itself. It's just a shared experience of reality. Thank you for reading and commenting Probir. Forrest
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Date: 1/11/2017 6:14:00 AM
Cupfuls of haunting uncertainty expressed so sensitively in this poem ... you know the art to sublimate them ...
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