The
NaPoWriMo challenge for day six involves incorporating an oxymoron using the
Serendipitous Oxymoron Maker. I decided that I would use the results from the tool as the title for today's poem.
Putrid MiracleNever was there a thought that freedom would be such bliss.But now on the precipice of renewal, I look toward my own salvation
Between pillowcase and sheets
Sleeping alone once again--But I embrace it - never once was there a question
That I wanted to reach out
To help peopleTo lift others ...
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