When This Pandemic Ends

One day when this pandemic ends, The world will again join hand in hand,Racism, a fickle thought, influenced by dimwits, secondhand. We are all equal, regardless the color of our…

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When I’m a Paradox of Feelings

Sweet Spirit,  How grateful I am for your companionshipin all I feel and hold. Sometimes I feel unglued,going in so many directionsand yearning for centerednessamid the clamor.  Sometimes I feel bored…

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