Fingertips numbness Crawling thoughts and No abundance There are two voices in my heart. .... First, a mammoth of minute chances Togetherness lead-footed .... The ultimate other voice Calls me to cheer and calmly wait .... I am both the voices My whole is in each Dangling in the armour of Old memories, making new! ✍️.... Full poem below: Fingertips numbness Crawling thoughts and No abundance There are two voices in my heart. First, a mammoth of minute chances
