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My Hand in the Clock

Will it stop?

By Makenna BoltonPublished 3 years ago • 1 min read

I yearn to wander past the grass

to which my eyes share a glow

The artist’s brain can never rest

Chaotic and risky

yet down the river I flow

I’ve been suffocated to see

the deepest parts of me

Forever on a quest to find

a purpose that may never be

So, here I now speak

why I should like to go

Why not? Is my best answer

for my artistic brain

what I desire I may never know

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Makenna Bolton

Hi! My name is Makenna Bolton, I am 20 years old. I grew up in Wisconsin and in June I graduated from the American Musical and Dramatic Academy in LA; with an Associates in Dance and Theatre. As well as writing, I love acting, and dancing.

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    Written by Makenna Bolton