2 Minutes of Thought
Stream of consciousness.
A fill of void and mess.
Generalizing my distress
in a field in which I won't digress.
Yes,
we are all in this world together.
Together we can withstand the agent that weathers,
eroding our bonds which we repair by creating songs
that go along with our feelings.
This allows for an interdependent dealing,
interpersonal healing,
superficial peeling,
and spiritual understanding.
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