Integrated Change

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Poems for living at the edges of worlds.

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Solitude

Those tapping fingers,
unsealing the icy
island of a mind.

Thoughts slip through
and make their way to
little pockets of truth.

One can know comfort
in these basic limits,
a winding contactlessness.


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