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Standing still

Is it possible
that I’ve forgotten how to relax?
Can it be
that I am always doing something?
How come
that my lists and plans never end?
It is possible
that I don’t allow time to just be?
Can it be
that I’ve lost part of myself running errands?
How come
that silence does not comfort me anymore,
but scares me?

Author: carasmelody

daydreamer, hopelessly hopeful, I love the power of words, I love poems, words are soulfood

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