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THE SEEKER OF THE UNKNOWN.
FROM "TRINITY MICHELLE" Blue Folder
Darkness climbs
beyond the setting sun
I seek,
beyond the moon
to grasp illusive reason.
Rare contentment often waits
to pause beside my bed.
I nod my head
safe, temporarily.
In traffic and unanswered questions
I cringe
or flee into the night
and often I write
or lay down my empty pen and sleep.
Trinity Michelle.
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