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  • A MILLENIALS MOM JOURNEY WITH POETRY
  • THE EARLY 20 – BECOMING
  • Script monologue – The recognition
  • DEAF AND BLIND
  • NORMALLY
  • THE LONGING
  • SOMEONE WHO LOST ME
  • LATE 20 – THE SHEDDING
  • SCRIPT MONOLOGUE – IN THE TRAFFIC
  • the eclipse
  • A DISTANT TIME
  • never beyond repairs
  • Love and not to be in love
  • Early 30s – The Bonding
  • UNDENIABLE PAIN of watching them growing
  • traUMA; I wouldn’t wish to pass on
  • bleeding face
  • perfection
  • City boy
  • SCRIPT MONOLOGUE – EAVESDROPPING A PRIVATE CONVERSATION AT 2AM
  • When No One Prepared for This
  • poetic way to say; happiness is also painful
  • this isn’t so tragic
  • mother of the world
  • Thank your parent

You said you won’t put me in a cage,

When you had me the first time,

Do you see me grey as times goes by?

Did you hear what I have in mind when the night falls and my eyes wide awake, and my mind runs wild?

Do you see my skin and found it bleeding?

Do you see how I called on you, and didn’t find a word to say?

I used to love me, while you loved me.

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