Hunni Bloom, The Priestess Poet

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a poem for the weary

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Feb 06, 2024
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What is real,
what's not?
Stop the clock;
be still.

Tired fills me,
aches in my bones
and heavy stones
are waiting

for my return,
until next time,
they say
and some carved in

pain won't go away--

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