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Jun 2011
Liquid walls begin to swell then ..
                                   concave down into a well

I slip through ripples and slide down streams

Swirling around in muted dreams

Down down I sweep to dark cold pits

Numbness sets in and inside it sits

I look through a veil at the grainy surround

Floating in pieces going round and round

Straining to gather what makes me a whole

Struggling to steady my shakey soul
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Sharleen Boaden
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