Musings. Part 2 – ‘I’ Speaks

I can respire, I can't breathe. I can walk, I can't move. The mirror screams its me. I don't see myself. What have I done to me? My elixir remains, Ensemble is gone. I laugh on the skin, Weep when privy. This trail should end. If I was I, It shan't have ocurred. If I … Continue reading Musings. Part 2 – ‘I’ Speaks

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