THIS DAY
E. Perryman 3.29.23
Today, I learn more. This new day leaves me wide eyed. No more turning back for insight. The past gives no familiar balm. Tomorrow holds no foreshadow. Years of growth and knowing have waned. The growing pains of life now illuminate the deft importance of management. My early memories hold little foundation during this modern age of anguish. Each day brings slips and surges of coherence as I adjust my focus to the now spoken unspeakable. Suffering has pervaded the inexplicable. A kiss from beyond has surely been bestowed on those who continue to be afflicted by such bold terror. No longer do I live without hosting these devastating images; they loop to remind and emblazon.
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