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Lofty Doppler Trimeric
Lofty phrases echo the quagmire,
labyrinthine there’s no easy exit;
Treading water but still feel I’ll sink,
intricacy leaves me meandering;
Labyrinthine, there’s no easy exit
for what prattles on inside my head;
I am starving for a turquoise breeze;
Treading water but still feel I’ll sink
beneath this atmospheric storm surge;
Maverick emotions lift me to crash;
Intricacy leaves me meandering,
the weather within is so complex;
My doppler radar spins endlessly.
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Melani Udaeta
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