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And I am filled with a strange unease
As though something, some
Voice inside me wants to be heard
Maybe just the anniversary blues
The remembrance of my body
In the cells — like the ocean,
Restless, sad and discontented
Copyright 2024 Elizabeth Romero

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Damn. This is how I awoke this morning.
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Sometimes I do too, Barbara.
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This is a wonderful short poem. I like the cell::ocean comparison.
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Yes, Betsy Romero can make huge leaps with just a few words.
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