I adjust the crown, gems array

Take a sip

Then look away

I ride through town

Barely local

On my golden-eyed demon

But not acceptable

The crown should slip

Just look away

Another sip

I’ve gone astray

Another frown

Take this demon down

I tighten my grip

Gems shatter like glass

Through razor sands

Stop me no, it’s impasse

I hear demands

With my demon alive

I hear reprimands

And fail to thrive


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Robin is an Administrator with experience in account management, marketing and job coaching. Her background is executive management, marketing and healthcare. Fueled by her passion for understanding the nuances in motivating her teams to work effectively and efficiently, she inspires through a creative mindset and humor while allowing individuals to express themselves through their talents. Robin's knowledge and determination to rationalize and apply systems, assists others in generating effective time management and workflow. She believes the key to success is through mindfulness, positive support and collaboration.

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