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Jun 2015
Mind traveling low in the weeds,
Watching out for low flying objects.
As I may perceive
Do not run with sharp objects during this phase they say.

Danger can be lurking as the mind is on a different wave.
I do try to remember.
But sometimes the action is faster from one side
Than the other of my brain

Then the place where your body seems to be.
How did I arrive at this state or is it state of mind,
An illusion or reality.

Standing to the side looking in on this view,
Of a life which while appearing surreal;
I feel it is quite real and nice.
So I think I will keep it for the rest of my life.
How do you view where you are for now and going forward??
Willard Wells
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Willard Wells  Sacramento, CA. USA
(Sacramento, CA. USA)   
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