The Madness Of It All

I clear myself of any image

that my eyes have ever seen before.

I clear myself of any noise

my Ears could not ignore.

Bring back the Purity.

I stand in Awe.

I stand… remembered.

Is this the madness of it all?

Letters in Soliloquy, Where It’s You & Me,

by Svetlina Trifonova

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