after Mustafa Kör
Comes a day when you
all promises notwithstanding
are no longer in
the midst of battle commanding
bread and love
The body proved a tool
that performs what the prompter asked
Done with the unrest
and the tragedy of hearts
The mystical had a star role
especially for you
You wailed across the world
when you became human and balled your fists
to face life
that wailed in unison that day
for the fate that would befall you
like frost on blossom
This resonates with me in my battle with chronic illness Constance ❤️
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Thanks for reading, Ingrid!
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