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Drifting into the past, tomorrow slipped further away Drifting into the past, my writing had little to say Drifting into the past, the moments became moments no more Drifting into the past —being no longer certain or sure (Dreamsleep: February, 2021)
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Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 11:14 AM UTC
Prisoner Of Time
Drifting into the past, tomorrow slipped further away Drifting into the past, my writing had little to say Drifting into the past, the moments became moments no more Drifting into the past —being no longer certain or sure (Dreamsleep: February, 2021)
kurt-philip-behm
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Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 11:14 AM UTC
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