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Prose – Poetry

by Anne G

There have been times

when I would wish

the world away,

and hope that I would – evanesce.

Hours fraught

with great affliction

anguish, sorrow and regret

and hope that I would – disappear.

Day and nights

spent wondering why

so many things had gone awry,

and hope that I would – fade away.

The twists and turns

that make life, life

soon took me to

a place I knew.

I was uplifted

once again,

my troubles vanished

with the wind.

The answer at

my fingertips,

the answer soon

became so clear.

The purpose

of my being here;

live to live

is why I’m here.

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