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MiniPoetry

There  I was Near  The inner  Dimensions  Of sanity  Where There was A minuscule  Assemble Of my reality  Here I was Born to be Free Searching Kindness It left Behind us The birdsong The language Of crematory ashes What remains As I search  Tirelessly  For that place  And normality