In the time of renaissance
I find myself still struggling,
jumping over boulderstones
and sprinting trough fire;
of past occasions
and recent incidents,
that haunt me in my dreams.
And I fear I'm a thunderstorm,
too loud to be tamed.
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Poetrya collection of poetry created by me Within its pages, you'll encounter a kaleidoscope of emotions, where the peculiar and the profound dance hand in hand. Divided into three chapters-2022: Morbidity, 2023: Identification, and 2024: Renaissance-thi...
