I couldn't flow anymore,
The mud was so dense and
I was immersed in between
Pooled here and there, in
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I am not this, I am not this Never should I become like this, And the answers were unexisting.- - - -> loved the depiction of emotion here, perhaps non-existing would work better than unexisting
Paths! ! Muddy! Muse of love and life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.