Melancholy?

S Sylvia Frances Chan Sylvia Frances Chan
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Melancholy? Melancholy what should that be? Honey or the sting of the bee? both not correct Mr. Google is playing well and kindly informed me: "yourself, honey" afterwards....... he beat me up and said to me: "Your feeling of pensive sadness" I was shocked kept my mouth locked but I am who I am Sylvie, she's not gonna shut up I am not a feminist no terrorist or any other words ending in "ist" but honesty prevails on these rails from my braintrain exactly! That surprised me but the cause is crystal clear: "an air of melancholy surrounded her" here but did that mean me? it's "her" not "I" despite constant trying from me to chase away melancholy, I'm very sorry, he is not right because I was looking for that "air" deeply but unfortunately, not found I lost the "air" not yet found, I've tried and I tried not yet found this is notmelancholy bound Mr. Google is not always right, too many words, no light all night I am relieved I remained myself I hit him back blue and black but no trace of that "air" that air of melancholy, didn't surround me but him to the brim! from the series: "Pleasure in Creating Poetry by Sylvie" Anno Domini Wednesday December 16,2020

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