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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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