Creating At A Touch
A Poem Of Remembrance

Turbulent conundrums rattle a steady state,
Self infliction spurred by lack of control.
One slips up from time to time.
Working it's way past the crevices of positivity,
In efforts to sway the just.

Turbulent conundrums rattle a steady state,
Self infliction spurred by lack of control.
One slips up from time to time.
Working it's way past the crevices of positivity,
In efforts to sway the just.

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