Moving self consciously through a sea of strangers;
Bright sun in the afternoon sky.
Searching for sanctuary in a vast sandy expanse;
Longing to dip my toe.
Overwhelmed, the dread of ice cold rejection.
Withdraw once more, sad and empty.
The circle of my life.
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Richard Prosser
My experiences told through my poems.
I am at the beginning, please bestow your critique.
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