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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