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Sensory Ambition

I am alone
And I don’t have friends.
There’s too much to this world.
I can’t see what I need.
Joy and comfort
Elude me.
Ambition is a riddle.
I can’t see what I want.
I might be creative,
But I’m afraid to take the first step.
I cringe at the words that leave my mouth.
I can’t see who I am.
I’ve never been in a relationship.
What is love?
How do you find it and keep it alive?
I can’t see, but I want to feel it all.

© 2022 Jeff E. Brown. All rights reserved.

By jebrownwriter

Houston, TX-based Writer and Photographer. Proud pet rescuer who spends nearly all his money on them.

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