palette | 10

It was one of those times when words started to swirl in my head and all I wanted was to jot down my thoughts. And then I ended up writing this piece. In this process, I discovered the answer to the question, “What keeps me up at 3am?”.

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…afar, deep-down

percolates the blues;

trying to fill up the spaces in my cosmo.

Yearning for a riot of purple & cyan,

but I get confined in bleak gray.

Rock bottom hits hard,

everytime I fail to abscond.

Where sprawls my panacea,

there lay my feathers of glee,

and hues of orange & teal.

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