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โ€œA Human Meโ€

Hurt and fed upโ€ฆ ๐Ÿ˜ž
Pityโ€ฆ Words stuckโ€ฆ
A mirror on the wall. Lookโ€ฆ ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ
I take โ€œa pauseโ€…
Fear! Oh my! Do I run?
Now! I have to face everything and recover.
Face Everything And Recover.
Push! Push! I tell my mind and spirit.
Praying for better daysโ€ฆ ๐Ÿ™
Never giving up.
Seeing things for what they are.
Timeโ€ฆ I must experience it.
Life: Luxury_Immortal_Freedom_Exist.

As a poet, I want you and me to heal from trauma.
As a writer, I want my readers to ponder.
As a human, I wish humanity could fix hunger.
We are all mentally, emotionally, and spiritually hungry.
Hope. Motivate. Forgive. That is true serenity.
Making amends with the communityโ€ฆ
Iโ€™m wondering if the wisdom from all of this will lead to empathy.

Imprisoned in my mind.
Imprisoned in my heart.
Imprisoned in my soul.
โ€œCaptive runs freeโ€ โ€”> ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ
Wondering: If I roll a dice without numbers,
Will it tell me the chances in my life
That Iโ€™ll have peace, safety, and slumber?

Thank you for hearing me out.
Me, stepping toward a Hierarchy of Needs.
โŸทโ“โ“~~~~โค๏ธ

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