Emptied and laid to waste
Cold-blooded and disgraced
Examining without seeing
Living without being
This Micro poetry of yours fluffs slowly in my brain and stays in the background like a soundbite. When I move on to other things, where I least expect it wriggles out and repeats itself to me.
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Thanks Ellen. I like writing the short poems the best.
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