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I am
Unstuck 
my mind
wanders without
boundary
limited
only by definition
given from one
thought
to the next
one
Looking back
so close
I can 
smell
the creaking cedar
chest of my childhood
dreams
as close
as your sleeping
face
is to mine
You steal
my time
breathing
my air
then
roll over
yet
another
day








Poetry Prompt based on OctPoWriMo 1 - Time