The Lost Self Of Possibilities
I AM learning
mind you, to be alone,
it will take time,
and you too,
it will perhaps take a
little longer,
a poem helps me cope up
it has wings and claws
it can transform itself into
a landscape too
everything is possible here
and i am finally found.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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