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SCHEDAR May 2022
Wake me
when I'm
successful

For now,
let hunger
sleep
  May 2022 SCHEDAR
Frances Raeburn
I will never hold a sword to you
nor a weapon
except perhaps
a mirror
for I know it will wound you
deeper
upon reflection.
SCHEDAR May 2022
When proofreading
the print upon the
milky white pages
of my story,
you appear often,
circled in red
SCHEDAR May 2022
A puddle once
I cried, as I lost
you to goodbye
but a lake it later
turned, while
awaiting
your return
SCHEDAR May 2022
Foolish
tap, tap
of the keys

he spends
away his
anxieties
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her resilience,
an ever changing
pattern of velvet
green pastures
for the eyes
to feast
SCHEDAR May 2022
In the end, I lost the game

Playing
by his rules
I cheated myself
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