His highest priority by now
Did not vaguely resemble
The dictates of social norms
In any way, shape or form.
Each expected status symbol
Seemed so ridiculous on those
Who were lacking joy, love and trust
When other faculties abandon us. -ria
Things I Say, Uncategorized
Creative Writing, dictate, faculties, poem, poetry, priority, social norms, status symbol, writer
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