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Umber

2021 December 27th2021 December 13th

there are only so many poems one can write
about umber tree roots and the glowing moon
before the psyche starts crying out to be heard
the suffering of the world isn’t poetic
but it is essential to poetry

—Terri Guillemets

Categories Personal Journal Tags adversity, emotions, infj, mind, poems, poetry, self, soul
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