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Feb 2015
sleep eludes me
dancing out of sight
the promise of dreams
forbidden
my mind betrays me
teasing me with thoughts
and memory
whispers from the shadow
telling me there is to much to do
but nothing can be done
wondering thoughts
lead me down a rabbit hole
a wonderland of possibility
touting I lay here  
tossing and turning
closing my eyes
only to see that which was
and the things yet to see
the echos of silence telling me
you can rest when you are dead
Ranger
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Ranger  In the Dark
(In the Dark)   
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