When something falls down
The world changes
It can be snow
Covering the world all white
It can be tears
When nothing is alright
But everything that falls down
Must have been higher at another time
And this knowledge is worth a rhyme
So, to not be thankful
Should be a crime
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A kind of mind
PoetryI work as a trauma consultant. This means I'm trying to help people who are traumatized because of various reasons. This book is full of poetry which I wrote after long days of work to ease my mind.
