There are gaps
Entropy moments
White holes blind
Tremor of the heart
Blank flashbacks
Unfilled
Still fueled
By lucidity
Stronger than epiphanies
Shear emotion
Inexpressible
Building words into the light
It’s a gift and a curse
poem by Miroslava Odalovic
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