Wishing for a Change

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    Wishing for a Change

    Grey, black, white
    Uneasiness, cold
    never knowing when it will stop
    A dark place
    bitter harsh winds blow
    something strange lurking in the day
    my thoughts wander
    to the beaches
    warm, bright, happy
    opposite of what is besetting me
    wishing if only I could visit
    the sea foam, sand, and sun
    on my feet, face, legs
    A a dream of a warmth that does not seep into my soul
    the true picture before my eyes
    chills the deepest part of me
    I want to get away from it

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    Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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