PoetrySelf & Psychological Fragmentation

Seeking To Be Free Amidst Life’s Turmoil

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Seeking

Oh, that I had wings of an eagle!
I would fly far away and find my peace,
fleeing from humanity’s misery.
In the pristine wilderness I will rest,
secure my place on the mountaintop;
a refuge from the swirling tempest,
and life’s depressive utterings.


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