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28/11/2016 A poem about chaos

This whirlwind of detritus

milling and floating around my head,

like autumn leaves in a wind storm,

spinning and circling. 

Like madness this is blinding,

this chitter-chatter life

almost too much...

and all I want is to breathe.

 

 

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