Cog loosed, I wonder
Thoughts dissonant, I wrestle
Is this life what it is considered by me to be?
Merely a misrepresentation of what is on my mind,
Can I be trusted with myself?
To breathe, to reconsider
I wouldn’t hold this body so closely
Instead I would relax, rest, and cool into this
So I will right now.

This is Adam Fletcher’s poetry blog. All works are copyright 2009 by Adam Fletcher, unless otherwise stated. Do not reproduce in any fashion without the explicit permission from the author.

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For almost two decades, Adam F. C. Fletcher has led international outreach focused on engaging people successfully. Working with thousands of youth-serving nonprofits, K-12 schools, government agencies, international NGOs and other organizations around the world, his work spans the fields of education, public health, economic development and social services, and includes professional development, public speaking, publishing, social media and more. He founded the Freechild Institute for Youth Engagement, SoundOut and CommonAction, as well as writing more than 50 publications and 500 articles. He has also established 150-plus community empowerment projects.

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