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  • Writer's pictureLaura Grá

(Mine) land

Updated: May 2, 2022

My mind, a midnight library

In spirals of madness awakes,

Opening my dreams' sanctuary

When eye of the storm awaits.

I dwell in my wailing sorrow,

In the dust of old memories,

In a mindful but aloof tomorrow,

Crawling back in my heart mysteries.

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