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Feb 2017
I am skimming the surface,
Of my life,
Far below,
In the deep depths,
Of what if,
Are opportunities,
Blown , unknown,
I mundanely shuffle,
On the surface,
Of destruction,
Distractions,
Political, poverty,
Discrimination,
Keep me from,
Kneeling down,
To press my face,
Through the still waters,
And peer below,
To see ,
What else life holds.
Written by
Ann Hayden Quinn
193
   Pax
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