Conditions

What is this condition

That has taken root in your mind

Given to you by powers unseen

Weaving through your very essence

No longer does it hold a look

It only looks like you

This condition

Don’t let it take you over

Don’t let it drive you crazy

This condition doesn’t have to be you

Elizabeth Almeida ©2021

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