Sink back
into a smaller body
where pain and loneliness
overwhelms.
Were you stronger back then
not knowing warmth
or the need for others.
Was isolation a protection
or a curse.
Fiction and poetry writing, recapturing the muse.
Sink back
into a smaller body
where pain and loneliness
overwhelms.
Were you stronger back then
not knowing warmth
or the need for others.
Was isolation a protection
or a curse.
Your reflection bends like a mirror between wound and shield,revealing how solitude can wound yet secretly preserve the flame within.
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