The trembled words of change are pronounced within my heart. I aspire to begin again the valued chores I once put aside. Resistance to indifference is not welcomed Nay, we must aspire to the new tone of liberalized concern. Create a space of solitude within the yawning cascades of tremored phases to survive.
We met in a dark doorway, my me and I. There I discovered my limitations which were controlled by my possibilities.
This new phase of my daze will begin with honour. And with a joy that I meet the strangeness of these patterns indicating I have arrived, but where am I going?
you have a great flow here with an amazing piece in line"We met in a dark doorway, my me and I. There I discovered my limitations which were controlled by my possibilities." A question, an answer that flows into another emotion, perfect blend
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"The trembled words of change are pronounced within my heart."~I go through this daily...wondering the same thing, as my day becomes chaotic. Then, I found something that inspired me in this lovely poem~"Create a space of solitude within the yawning cascades of tremored phases to survive."~ very inspirational! Thank you. :)
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