hanging on
by an invisible thread
the thread is small: short, thin, and
tattered
so small that one could even begin
to question if it's truly there
is it a figment of a notoriously wild
imagination?
or maybe just a
dream?
no.
you can still feel the fiber.
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Everyone's felt that way at times.
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Very poetic and beautiful.
Awesome poem.
Keep at it!