Loose Words
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Loose Words

The Stem of My Suffering Grows in Desire

A Poem

Photo by Lenart Lipovšek on Unsplash

I suffer because I desire
but life without desire is a pale flower
It exists but never becomes itself

Dreams magnify the lack
but a life without dreams is a mechanical slumber
Groaning gears turn, but never move forward

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