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Sealed Forever

April 25, 2025
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On the bed of snow
I bled happiness
peering at my kin,
swallowed by sorrow.
The valley illumined
in goblets of red;
the vista transformed
into humdrum high.
Elated, heaved…
my pulse of hope
declined steadily —
eternity blossomed.

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Sheena Winny

Sheena Sarah Winny is an English language enthusiast, educator, a researcher and poet. Her poems have featured in anthologies and media. Creative writing to her is an outcome of the natural conditioning of the mind in myriad situations.

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