69. Vanish

Sometimes I wish
I could escape
from my mind.

Just vanish
with a swish
of the cloak,

Not to some place-
all places on this world
are just the same-

But to a bubble of joy
from my past,
some happy memory.

Not for ever, no,
just for a while,
a little while,
to soothe my soul.

A/n: This was written three days before the last poem. I am perfectly fine now, in case you're wondering :)

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