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October 01, 2016
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
2 comments
cedar chest brings a flash of remembrance of the one my parents brought back from singapore. time stealing ah yes
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my time
breathing
my air
then
roll over..." Thank you. xoA