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Dinner it is

It will have to be dinner. The overhead lights Bother my eyes as I take Myself a seat But there's no moving now The frost comes and I realize I am not in the state of mind for lunch today... Continue Reading →

October 18th (tired, yes)

Tired. Looking glass Grey when eyelids won't open Can not reflect change

October ninth

She Dances, Sleeps Settling in tired skin Mind wanders, gets lost, falters When will she awake? Years balloon before her eyes Caught up in a landslide of trouble Relax and let your mind go

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