☆°▪︎ THE ESCAPE FAKE-N-FADE (SO CHARMING IN THEIR WAYS) ▪︎°☆

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Reflection: This is a personal struggle-themed poem that came into being after watching and reflecting on a recent Netflix movie: “On Swift Horses.” I sometimes never know when poetic inspiration will come – but it did today. The opening lines came to me and the poem pretty much wrote itself from there. I’m sure many people will be able to relate to this poem as many of us have probably had life experiences where we become drawn to that which is not good for us: craving the attention, passions, and experiences of the moment – even when they do not last.