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Sick day

Silently

The gray clouds moved in

All colours fainted away

Everything now black and white, no just black

 

I can’t breathe can’t think

Somehow can still grasp

The true meaning of misery

 

I can’t smell can’t feel

Somehow can still sense

The wind of despair

 

A man’s cold

🌷(3)

◄ Park bench contemplation

Selves ►

Comments

<Deleted User> (18118)

Mon 18th Nov 2019 20:57

Brilliant !

Hannah

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