Harmony and Dissonace

Dissonance surrounds me like a hungry line circling.

Dissonance sneaks under my pillow to haunt my dreams.

Dissonance is there.

So is harmony, a way of in the distance, but she’s there.

Harmony. Smooths the rough ridges of a dissonant life.

Published by Maggie Kuhn

TBI survivor, florist, ebook author, inspired to encourage others through my writing. -Shoot for the moon, even if you miss you'll land among the stars.

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