Absent
breaths.
Can't deal with
everything,
forever
getting stuck with my
head
in the sand.
Just can't
keep
living with no
motivation,
no hopes or dreams
or
possibilities for the future.
Quiet, the world around me is
rocking to and fro
spinning everything on its head, confusing.
The
universe is
vast, and though we are nothing,
we are far from insignificant. From
xylems to planets, we are
yearning to be more. But there are a
zillion things more important than I.
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Madi Haywood
Hi there! My name's Madi and I'm an aspiring author. I really enjoy reading modernised fairy tales, and retellings of classic stories, and I hope to write my own in the future. Fantasy stories are my go-to reads.
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Surreptitiously inspirational and well written, especially with the constraints of the challenge! Well done!