Things come clear
and nothing is soft
time loses its poetry
rhythm lost
harsh lines and edges
of character and intention
comes through
grey areas
faded colors
rinsed and repeated
until thats how
how it goes
how It is now
easier to see
trees in flat fields
when options seem sparse
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Nadia is an artist/musician/poet currently living in Chicago. She freelances on TV and film crews.
