I laugh like I’m Joker
I do this so not sober
But as I grow,
So does the pain get older.

I am the holder
But how they follow
I don’t follow,
I’m left to ponder.

My solace is in the moment
As I do this
For when my quill hits the blank pages,
I don’t shoot blanks.

I pick up a pen and a paper
Then I fill art home.

I hope you do too,
Don’t stop writing,
Stay safe,
Stay at home.

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Cirphrank is a pun. Web developer, content writer, 2D minimalist UI, blogger. Breathing poetry.

What makes many mad makes some Philosophers, what makes others sad makes me write. A lover of tech and the arts.

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