IreneCunningham
I’ve lived with quality and quantity
Roamed the streets of Fate
Ever the optimist
No holds barred.
Extra sensory perception
Chased me down
Unchartered paths
Neither bad
Nor wholesome.
I splashed with enthusiasm
Nerveless
Glowing in the light of chance
Healing every hurt
Accepting pain.
Memories are made of this.









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