Emotion Dough

Emotions always rise

02/20/2020

Guidance Grip

Direction

And your voice.

All I need

All I need.

If bestowed with money,

Bestowed with a partner,

Which way?

When?

How shall I move?

Without direction my hands are too weak to hold what you give.

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Edmond

Edmond is an INFJ layman writer, creating freestyle poetry as an outlet for his emotions for over thirty years.

Music that helps keep my mind on things above. Via Spotify.