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In the context of being unsettling  

I no longer recognize this reality

Nor sense of so-called normalcy

I never get to wear it long enough

Or to adjust to its comfort or fit

It seems to evolve far too often

Like changing of summer winds

Before a battle of colder currents    

It can feel as if life outgrows me

Yet, at other times too suffocating       

Some might call it maladjustments

While others will attribute it to age

But for me, I think it’s about losses

Loves suffrage over… special bonds


Poet of the Light © 2021


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