Noesis of Imagination
The Personal Blog of Maria Cluston Cletus.
Monday, January 16, 2017
Pain
Held, I my hands
Across my chest.
And gasped a breath
That ached my soul...
Tainted with grief
and of lose,
I never knew; it pained my heart...
'Where was my heart',
Was my inner call.
All I knew,
"It was bottled somewhere in
matters mysterious."
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