Forest Path by Hein Van Den HeuvelThe world goes about its business, quietly
Searching in the cupbooard of my memory
I strive to ferret out one pure strand
of raw emotion and come up with an empty hand
nothing bursts with joy or aches with unseen wounds…
nothing at all… isn’t that wonderful?


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