#100repchallenge, poetry
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#026: Syllabic Verse Play (1,3,9,6,8)

Palm

Simple psalms

Against ones chest, a talisman or

Balm to aid her unrest

Apologies, for I digress

.

She

Sips her tea

Stands, then sits to read, to distract from

Her fear of the present

Moment only eclipsed by the

.

Pit

Earth, tomb, crypt

Her pools of azule begin to dim

A grim goodbye before

Ones lived, vita vanquished by whim

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