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Though she be but little, she is fierce – William Shakespeare

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I am shaking
My soul quivers
Fear is an overwhelming
Swollen river

Desperately
I await a cure
But deep down
I fear there is no way
I am cursed forever
Bound to pain for
All my days

Author MissionSparrowPosted on March 10, 2024Categories PoetryTags poetry, Random thoughts

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