445: Another Day

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Another Day

Erased
Wiped Clean

This synergetic fluid of existence
And awareness
Unfolded

Again
I am Brave
So very, very Brave

The familiar unfamiliar
Trickling down the spine
Of another day

~ Sam

4 thoughts on “445: Another Day

  1. It’s weird I guess, each day seems like the next, but the reality is as spoken in your poem…a very new experience, and to understand the reality of this fact is overwhelming.

  2. This is a really nice poem. I like to write myself but I don’t think I could put mine online just yet. I keep a journal I’ve labeled as ‘Works’ which I put my favorite poems I’ve written into. One day I might start blogging my poems too. Great blog!

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