Poems from mary cassandra

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poetry is life
teeth sink into the mellow skin of the sunshine fruit; it's nectar forms a slow drip down the chin of a solitary wanderer. a droning buzz...
a whisper hangs in the balance of dusk and dawn suspended in the dew that tiny droplet that holds a million rainbows when the first...
imagine / you see a shining shell / a warm, living breath of thoughts / and beliefs and love / but also pain  / you admire the perfections...
[I] approach the tipping point  the straw that broke [my] back. at a loss for words expression has no expression, is not an expression...
isolation. seclusion. the crowded emptiness of popularity the silent longing and the 'bottomless pit'. maybe a self-imposed quarantine....

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