as the world swirls around.
she fights for her balance
to hold her own ground.
to never let go of how
she wishes it would be,
so fast are the motions
sometimes made,
emptily.
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About Me
- karen lyons kalmenson
- I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings
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