Saturday, September 5, 2015

Nothing Left Of My Humanity Comments

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Being sick and tired of everything, finding no joy or
purpose in rising in the morning.

Watching the miracle of life changing our night into
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RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Elena Sandu 04 February 2016

Wow! I can relate to this poem! For me it didn't last for long, here is my best medication: Words. Poems. Images. Pictures. Paintings. Music. Art will remind of life, of own matter, poems can bring to any space and time. And if none of those worked I just had some whispers with a river, a tree or a stone...

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RoseAnn V. Shawiak

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