Struggling, churning round
Don’t know where there is safe ground.
Grasping, holding tight
Fighting to see some kind of light.
Struggling
Struggling, churning round.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014

Struggling, churning round
Don’t know where there is safe ground.
Grasping, holding tight
Fighting to see some kind of light.
Struggling
Struggling, churning round.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2014
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