The crow speaks demandingy
Tiny birds flit about
Tireless street car named despair pushes through
The dewy air rattles the senses
Temerity
Trudge through the crow mud questioning
There will be those that doubt
Think of what you know to be true
Throw away all pretenses
Temerity
Categories: identity, poetry, Psychology, workplace
psychologistmimi 
This photo is awesome, did you take it?
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i like this! very poetic 🙂
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What a change in tone from previous post! Both are good descriptions of handling stuff life throws at us, which of course change day-to-day, sometimes hour-to-hour and even minute-to-minute! Isn’t that what makes us human(s)?
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