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Poems

Suppressed Ambition

Spring accumulated in the air.
It ebbed and flowed all around
until it penetrated even the most
stable and seldom spirits 
with an estranged sense of discontent
and a wistful, yet hollowing longing.
It’s the season of copulation, 
yet I feel more arid than ever. 
Incertitude leaves a barren field 
where intimacy does not grow.

About analizjee

Analiz Jee, conscientious humanist and avid lover of words. I am a reader, writer, and educator (among other things) with a passion for creativity, progression and innovation. I adore compelling stories, worthy causes, and believe in the significance of truth and beauty.

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