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| aswirl in a chaos of lines & patterns |
Of late it really does not take much to rile or ruffle me.
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| easing into some mindless freefall |
I walk around in a daze my heart in shreds at our humanity.
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| pacing myself, one quadrant at a time |
Ready to tear my heart out or tear into others.
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| slowly & surely, working towards center |
Pity the plebe who encounters my wrath.
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| move, moving, movement |
In sheer desperation I turn back to my coloring book to soothe my troubled soul.
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| mandalas of mine |
Read all about it on Medium.com.
https://medium.com/@icurra/pen-ink-53298dcef11
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