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A Poem
1 min readApr 9, 2024
I don’t think I’ve fully realized
Just how mortal I am
I remember being six, maybe eight
Cowering in the small space
Between my lower bunk and nightstand
Wondering if death could find me
Hidden in this little spot
Lover/writer of poetry, romance, paranormal, self-help, etc. I don’t enjoy the confines of a niche. Published author: What Storms May Bring: Seasons of Change.