What's this cloud muffling my mind,
This veil on my heart,
This weight on my eyes?
Perhaps there's a fact for me to find
Beauty for me to love hard,
And a cursory sleep in the skies
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Lost Revelations- a poetry collection
Poetry"twigs and branches Left her with scars and wounds She screamed, no sound" #5 in #humanrights 5-11-21
