Mind Snapping Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Mind Snapping



Slowly snapping my mind, remembering what yesterday
was like, trying to begin again with a new set of
aging rules.
Forgiving, forgetting, learning, finding answers of
yesterday don't apply mathematically on today's
shores of life.
What can one do about it?
Just create new formulas and exist anew,
mathematically on a final special tour of existence.

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